In The end of The Day

When the day hours have gone
You get back to your empty house
But no one is there waiting
And no one to ask what you've done

You really miss someone beside you
But you've got nothing to do
Nothing at all but crying
And wishing that you were dying

So at last you turn off the light
Hiding in the dark of the night
Letting another day to pass
And the state backing to what it was

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