from here, its a long way home
the folding breeze for a moment, is no longer the same
far from where i know,
‘graceful’ doesnt belong to the rain
and cold, thats the only particles in my bones
tell myself how life is a fading dark,
but only listen to a few
show me where to go, i hate this place, i hate the views
crawling on my knees in a hope of day
theres no one that can make me stay
the remaining love has shred like the skin of old
yes i am falling, just like the universe told
with the grip of my arms, i asked out loud
was i for a moment or was i the hopeful cloud?
if only for a second, could i see the other side
lead me to the path with my broken faith
there’s no telling what i’ll find when you were underneath
over every subtle memory that you beat
this could be my last breath.
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