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What I've been afraid of It changes every ten years It would have been about dying Now it's just dying before my time The only thing that has passed is a memory The hot flame I once held in my hand Is now the sand upon which I run To the ocean to cool the turmoil in my heart Only the ways of the wild and tameless Can understand me now I don't know my fate I just know my plan I haven't written anything down Did you really think I wouldn't remember? Why were you so sure of yourself You thought you could find something better The sun at midnight does not burn But it knows the path you run I tried to follow you once Only a fool can describe you now All I have to do is look at my children It's like seeing the moon at night Nothing else matters anymore It's all up to me now I stand with my arms folded As if I know what to say It’s no life without a broken heart We can live longer than we should The way love fails is too cruel to consider But what I see in you is how I want to die now I'm not so weary of life That I cannot build another future But when I think of you it's so hard to know Can I love you enough to keep you?
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
What Now?
What I've been afraid of It changes every ten years It would have been about dying Now it's just dying before my time The only thing that has passed is a memory The hot flame I once held in my hand Is now the sand upon which I run To the ocean to cool the turmoil in my heart Only the ways of the wild and tameless Can understand me now I don't know my fate I just know my plan I haven't written anything down Did you really think I wouldn't remember? Why were you so sure of yourself You thought you could find something better The sun at midnight does not burn But it knows the path you run I tried to follow you once Only a fool can describe you now All I have to do is look at my children It's like seeing the moon at night Nothing else matters anymore It's all up to me now I stand with my arms folded As if I know what to say It’s no life without a broken heart We can live longer than we should The way love fails is too cruel to consider But what I see in you is how I want to die now I'm not so weary of life That I cannot build another future But when I think of you it's so hard to know Can I love you enough to keep you?
mark-lecuona
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
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