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I've been down this road both ways taking in the sights wondering why I fight so hard to live some days Like raindrops fall on to the dust and ripple in that way I find it hard to say though I know I must There's a sadness in the mountains that sit outside my window there's a madness in my mind that it just can't contain there's static all around me it beckons from my window takes every ounce inside of me not to crumble from the pain All day a war was fought by the clouds and sun above me fighting for the darkness, fighting for the light every day's a battle a churning sea within me one minute black and then a blinding white Everything around me is so deep and dark and living even in this pain, that I comprehend, to fight and bleed my soul each day is worth it to be living it just makes love that's good better in the end.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 7:09 PM UTC
The War of the Heart
I've been down this road both ways taking in the sights wondering why I fight so hard to live some days Like raindrops fall on to the dust and ripple in that way I find it hard to say though I know I must There's a sadness in the mountains that sit outside my window there's a madness in my mind that it just can't contain there's static all around me it beckons from my window takes every ounce inside of me not to crumble from the pain All day a war was fought by the clouds and sun above me fighting for the darkness, fighting for the light every day's a battle a churning sea within me one minute black and then a blinding white Everything around me is so deep and dark and living even in this pain, that I comprehend, to fight and bleed my soul each day is worth it to be living it just makes love that's good better in the end.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 7:09 PM UTC
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