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Just beautiful, it gave me the chills..
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Echoes of silent criesAs I drift away... far away from you, I feel all alone... Thinking to myself "there's no escape from this fear, regret, loneliness...". I wish I didn't know now that I never knew then... Sometimes I remember all the pain that I have seen. Sometimes I wonder what might have been... Visions of love and hate, a collage behind my eyes... Remnants of dying laughter, echoes of silent cries... Is it the emptiest of all your broken hearted feelings? A serious misconception to choose a path that led to ruin... And I... I live for today, I can't get away from the burning inside. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... I could stare for a thousand years, penetrate your deepest fears, leave you cold with a faceless embrace... then disappear without a trace. But I won’t. Speak to me... for I have seen your scars concealed. Do you know you're not alone? Sleep tonight... Wasted moments wont return, and we will never feel again. How I feel that no one can find me here in my soul... Kicking and screaming out of control...Calm myself down... now nobody knows. Hooked on your problems... Do I know why? And if you come my way again would I lend a hand? Would I understand? Solitude was never.. never seen as loneliness. And things need... they need time. The inequity of fate, the pains of love and hate, the heart-sick memories that brought you to your knees... Seeing is believing, but I don't want to see you broken. Walk on through the wasteland... I just can't let go face down... I just break down when I see you cry all the time. Behind those green and lonely eyes forgotten by time, reality is dawning... Your spirit is awakening, hope is waiting, crying in the distance and calling out your name. All is not lost ...and never to be forgotten. And I often sigh, I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry. And I often cry, I often spill a tear over you. Please ease my burden... The bittersweet taste of fate... A strength I never lost. I know there is a way, your future is not set... For the tide it has turned, but still you never learned to live without grief.
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