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Mar 2015
The calm before the storm
Born again in new form

Our destruction
Comes from within
No matter how often
We say never let it end

So used to the goodbyes
And all the hidden lies
Keeping secrets behind your beautiful eyes
Crying silent but meaningful cries

But if we keep our eyes
On the prize
And never say our goodbyes
Gone forever will be the cruel and silent cries

When we do this well
There is nothing I wouldn't do
This love I want to keep
I will always come back to you

So let's do this right
The end will never be in sight
Written by
Layla Emory Holt  F/USA
(F/USA)   
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