Corner of Fifth and Third Avenue

<|sco|> <|coo|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> I

held your hand, it felt so cold. A story ending left untold.

The silent scream, the street was loud. I stood alone among the crowd.

Looking into the night. Looking left, looking right. I see the

faces of people walking by. They don't seem to care you're about to die.

Looking into the night. Looking left, looking right. The corner of

Fifth and Third Avenue- <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|> <|war|>

<|war|> <|war|> <|war|> The corner of Fifth and Third Avenue. You're the shining