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The setting sun Brings forth my Demise, Only for me to With the sun again Rise.

    I remember when we first met. She had passion in her heart, light in her eyes, a spring in her step, and a bubbly tone. She was the kind of person who loved attention and affection but demanded neither, instead choosing to earn it with being good. And because of that she was loved. And I could tell just by looking at her back then that she wouldn’t require me to stay by her side and care for her. She was just happy to see me at all.    I’d been just a young girl when she found me. The wild world around me was my home, and if it weren’t for her I’d still be out in the wilderness with others like me of different sha

I like to pretend they don’t exist Though the effect they have on me is profound. I feel like they don’t bind me down so much When I deny they have me tied. Even the rustle of them is nothing to my ears Since I’ve ignored it for so long. I barely feel the aches they cause When I don’t strain and try to break them. Yes, I’ll have to escape eventually But for now let me rest with the comfort they bring. The pain caused by them is not nearly as bad As what I’d have to accept once I’m free.

They crawl along outside the walls, Going this way, that way, all around, They echo loud throughout the air, Driving me mad with their grating sound, They do as they please and then go away, Making my heart and head pound, I stay away and keep my distance, Trying to stay out of the ground.

I hear that wonders are followed by dread, Where smiles bloom tears will soon be shed, And pain will punish love which has led, Corrupting with madness the clearest head.

If I went back to five years ago To tell her this: “You are sitting next to the one, Your best friend, Your comrade, The one you’ll spend the rest of your life with,” She’d probably laugh at me And pretend I’d said nothing to her. If I went back to four years ago To tell her this: “You are sitting next to the one, Your hope, Your light, The one you’ll learn to ask for help from,” She’d probably not believe me And throw that knife as if I meant nothing to her. If I went back to three years ago To tell her this: “You are sitting next to the one, Your strength, Your love, The one you&

Write what is right, No matter what it may be, That is what must reach the light, What others must see. Write what is right, What’s good for you and me, That is what will show your might, What shows you are the sea. Write what is right, What you hope and foresee, That is what gives you sight, What gives you place in fantasy. Write what is right, What sends you to eternity, That is what lets you take flight, What lets you be free.

Even though we are not real, She treats us as if we were so, She takes care of us like we’re her children, Even though we are not real. Even though we are not real, She treats us as if we were so, She guides us like we’re her brush, Even though we are not real. Even though we are not real, She treats us as if we were so, She watches us like we’re her treasure, Even though we are not real. Even though we are not real, She treats us as if we were so, She loves us like we’re her masterpiece, Even though we are not real.

Every time I see her face The pain courses through again, She smiles close to a man I don’t know, And my heart breaks again. Every time I see her face Her voice rings in my ears again, She laughs with a man I don’t know, And my heart breaks again. Every time I see her face My eyes tear up again, She gazes at a man I don’t know, And my heart breaks again. Every time I see her face That tastes builds in my mouth again, She kisses a man I don’t know, And my heart breaks again. Every time I see her face My nose runs and burns again, Her scent is on a man I don’t know, And my heart                    breaks