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She is forever running, fleeing from her past,
Yet she ends up constantly blurring the line
Between past and
future.
They haunt at night, not ..
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Esteem and honor never followed me,
And why should it?
Does the sun ever acknowledge the radiance of an
embittered moon?
Or does the sky ever..
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We live like shipwrecked souls, lost,
But not at sea,
And we search for a light to guide us
To carry us to a place we can call home.
We li..
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sort of a follow up to 'always leaving'...kinda...
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another old one
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quite straightforward... i think...
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You put me into this survival mode...
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Life among the wolves,
Seems like a life lived among the thorns,
Day In day out, rinse repeat, it's all the same.
In cycles we are born; and in ..
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She is forever fleeting, forever leaving.
A ghost, she calls my forsaken name in the winds that come and go,
In the passing of times that push us al..
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acceptance
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