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The Hardest Journey Back to the Beginning

Your words slice open the tip of my brain,
and all of my reality comes gushing out.
Like a flood here are all my memories of us.
I can still see my body lying on the floor,
but my spirit is no longer there.
Your sadness hits me like a cancer,
and it feeds off of my loneliness.
so won't you please hold me close to you,
as I choke on my families blood?

Now you have got all of me,
and I love my mother and father,
won't you tell my sister I love her too?
So you can find me with all the roots,
Now you have a feeling you can never steal.
but I can't promise I will sprout up any time soon.

Your days are now numbered,
and we will all fall down some day.
But it is your time to get back on your feet.
So don't you forget about me.
I hope that you won't fade so far away.
That you forget the love inside yourself.
but even when the tears fall from your eyes,
and they drown out your heart.
I hope you will open up whats hidden now,
and you will let all of you're secrets out.
Just give me the day to bury myself,
and I won't leave your beauty alone.
and then you can finally run free from me.

I love you, from the bottom to the top.
and I loved your sweet smell in the air.
I used to pray you would make it out of this okay
So you can find me living in the clouds,
but I don't ever want to come back down.

Your days could come to an end,
and I wish I could still be your friend.
Then I would never have to say my goodbyes,
and if you wanted to talk about the world,
we could lose ourselves in our dreams,
and pretend it was our reality.
I wish I could be there for you night and day,
and if you needed someone to listen to what you had to say.
you could just fire away.
I know all of our memories are fading,
but you can't keep calling,
and you can't keep falling.
Please won't you save your soul,
Just save yourself.

So here is to the light in my room,
and nobody in my bed.
Here is to the happiness you gave me,
Now I must let you go home,
back to the beginning of love,
I pray you survive this ever long journey
there is no time to worry,
just be your lovey self. 

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