No one here but me
With the thought of being alone
Walking in through the door, it's empty
A feeling I've never known

Seeing the home where my family once was
Baron and quiet, so sad
Walking in through the door, its empty
Where is the life I once had?


© John Uzzell

10/25/2001

Posted on 10/25/2001
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