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if you've tried one thousand times
and you've failed
then try one thousand more

and if only one thing works
you've won
this endless battle
No matter how far you run
no matter how well you hide
I will always find you
I will search for days
months, years
centuries
to find you
and to bring you back
into my loving arms
of life and death


It only depends if you have the will to live or to die.
Because I will love you either way
Literally speaking
we all think literally
we speak literally
we practically breathe literal
but if you find that one person
the person who speaks with
passion, truth, and justice
and who doesn't use the facts
to prove their worthiness
then they are the literal
definition of perfect
Think with your imagination
Only on the phone for a minute
But your hand shakes
as if it had
a thunderstorm
brewing inside it

The phone falls from your hand
crashing down onto the
dusty pavement

Your cheeks are red
your eyes brim with tears
You blink hard and bite your lip
muttering
I'm fine
And you run off to your room
footsteps like a mouse

I didn't know
that I wouldn't see you again
for the next week
I don't know
Run
run
All I remember is the crashing sound
of the old brown door slamming behind me
I'll do anything to get out of here
Get me away, away, away

I raced through the trees
The greenery wizzing by me
My knees began to weaken but I ran on
My chest heaving, I look up to the clouds
Help me*
I choked down a sob

I, I'm not strong enough
I, I can't do it
Just let me go

But, I, I, I-
I c a n 't
The hoarse whisper of my voice
dies with the sweeping of the wind
My legs fail
I fall

Crushing the autumn leaves
beneath my body
I sigh

I am finally away
I'm gone
I have achieved what I came here to do
And my eyes close
for the last time
You hover above me
kindly watching me paint
but before my brush can touch the canvas
a single tear falls
from where you stand
painting my white canvas for me
you may as well
could have splattered the canvas with red
A tear can say it all
You hover above me
kindly watching me paint
but before my brush can touch the canvas
a single tear falls
from where you stand
painting my white canvas for me
you may as well
could have splattered the canvas with red
A tear can say it all
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