you, you were on mind, each and every time
and i know its hard, hard to find, what you’re looking for
but don’t give up on those closed doors,
cause soon enough you’ll see there’s so much more

you said those words,
like they were your soul,
on display,
gone to rest,
for another,
but it’s okay,
if you say

and waking up can be a struggle to breath
i’m not one to judge or to believe,
so don’t try to deceive me,
just gather your lungs and go freely


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