Take a breath
look down, hide your face.
Only a couple more hours and you're free.
Free to live, free to die.
Free: Free to be

Hood up
doodle, don't pay attention.
Only a couple more minutes and you're free.
Free to fun, free to loss.
Free: Free to be

Headphones in
walk faster, zip up your sweatshirt.
Only a couple more seconds and you're free.
Free to love, free to happiness.
Free: Free to be free.

Hands are underrated; I think
The comforting touch: the human link
Palms on thighs
Fingers entwined

Hands are underrated; as I understand
The feel of another: the hope of a hand
Palm to palm
Fingers dancing to song

Hands are underrated; I know
Gentle or aggressive. Both loving so
We'll love skin to skin
We'll live like eachothers twin

Never forgetting the comfort of hands
Because losing can devastate but no one understands

The Rain
It Drip
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And I can feel it on my soul
The pounding; The aching
All of me is Dead
                             Dead
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And I can feel myself going
My hope for you is fading
I'm not important
To anyone, not how I want to be
I'm Slipping
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And soon I'll be gone
I'll have nothing to hold onto
You'll be happier
With Her
and I'll just be the Rain
D
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Down the window pane

Never first to your mind
Under qualified; always left behind
More and more the pain starts to blind
Behind my smile, the mercy of numbness is what I'll find

Lost and taken
Shaken to the core
Lying and dying
To talk nevermore

The point, she gasps,
Is to make you see until eyes are sore
Loving and living
To feel nevermore

I can't, he sobbed.
Into me, his eyes bore
Giving and taking
To love nevermore

Alone and cold, she sits in silence
Reading tales upon tales, falling to lore
Breathing and bleeding
To live nevermore

It's easy to fake
A smile I mean
Easy to care
To laugh
To sing

No one sees the cracks
You hide with masks
And that's
Why it's so scary.

Inside your dead
But who honestly cares
Not him
Not them
Not you

You let go
The loathing will grow
No one will miss you, so
That's why it's so scary

It's hard to know
Why I stick around
Why I still glow
At your every sound

It's probably too late
I'm second best now
All I can think is to wait
You'll find a way back some how

It kills me when you talk
About how you miss her
But I sit and lock
The feelings inside, it's what you'd prefer

Maybe if I'm better
Spend a little time
You'll drop the letter
And we can start our new climb

But it's probably too late
And it's my fault too
So I'll wait because
I feel fated to you