Year Eight The eighth time I stand alone Ringing in a new year With nobody to kiss Nobody to whisper to me What a beautiful New year This will be. Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLinkedInTumblrWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related 2 thoughts on “Year Eight” Add yours Be strong :). Reply Absolutely. There is no other way to be. All the best to you. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.