The Wanderer
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. But you probably wouldn't watch it if I did.
His face is young, but he's so old,
He walks across the beach, so cold,
Remembers a girl so full of life,
His insides twisting like a knife
The pain still blazes in his eyes,
He sits upon a rock and cries,
She wouldn't want him to be sad,
But there's nothing to do, she's all he had.
And now she's gone for what seems forever,
Two lovers apart, but in their hearts, together.
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