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shivers down my spine at the thought of you leavin' me behind after all that we have been through you made me think it was always gonna be me and you now, as you head for the door
You treat me as a flower From the side of the road With its own pure beauty You can’t let go You hold me in your arms Staring Wondering What I’ve been through Staring Wondering
All hopes go into a smooth grasp life's circumstances in ones dominant handMy semesters days lead to a three digit goalA gut twistingHand shakingStomach punching stiff grasp crumble corners
The cuts are the spoils from war. They decorate us
I sleep in nothing but a chain A short, gold chain draped on my neck It weighs on me, I feel it closing in Choking me when I am weak My sister's bones lie beside me
A year has come
I don't know what I'm doing here.
Sometimes it’s lonely, Being the one left behind, Blocked off from reality, No longer part of life, No one really looks, Deep within, See the soul reflected,
And how do we comfort those who are left? Those with life? Those with breath? Can you see the shining light flicker out and slowly die? That is their hope, that is their dreams,
Elementary is the life While Highschool is a game Humans define your status as you slowly become mundane
GET IN THE TRUCK! DO YOU HAVE YOUR KEY? BECAUSE I HAVE TO GO! THERE’S SOMEONE I HAVE TO MEET NO, I CAN’T TELL YOU ANYTHING OR HOW LONG I’LL BE. BUT, DON’T YOU WORRY, I PROMISE YOU CAN TRUST ME.