To others the pain was obvious The colours of shame a bruise - unjust
Abuse of trust can't be wiped
I can't remember why I chose to say goodbye I'm terrified of what I
Might have severed
I tried to forget the drowning truth Lashing inside my sea of youth
Life seemed a fair sacrifice for peace
I can't remember why I chose to say goodbye I'm terrified of what I
Might have severed
I ended up too high But never learnt to fly
So coming down I'm very thankful (you were there)
morning.mourning.
Like in the horror movies where the town begins to shut down and board up the windows as the sun begins to set I feel the sadness coming long before it hits. When the sun starts to go down I frantically try to makes plans for the evening that will keep my mind occupied. At night I feel sadness but the birth of a new day as the sun rises the next morning always brings new hope and happiness.
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