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This isn't much different. Just further, more stagnant. I sit in my room with the lights dim, losing track of the days and my brain's caving in but-
run boy run this whole world isn't right for you run boy run happiness can't be made for two and run boy faster than your legs have gone before run boy run you can go beyond the sun and moon
where are your hands are they around someone else? someone you don't know as well as me telling you the biggest lie  "I love you." well, listen up, cause they don't. you know what love is?
Dean, four letters of pure pain enclosing around my eyes and ears leaving me blind and deaf gasping for more but hating it all   Dean, four letters that I trusted fully
      The dust flies up in piles, unwanted.  Coating my eyes in a layer of grit, of oblivion.  The grass is freshly cut,  just like at home.  Home. 
My heart is like a locket without a key. Will I ever find the key that’s right for me? All of the searching and looking I do. I won’t ever find one to say, I love you. 
Hi I see your confusion and Your delusions Your tears, falling, falling Without reason I see your smile, overwhelming your face Don't hide, find me, let's embrace You write the words 
Aphrodite   Goddess Aphrodite, I know you don’t have all the answers but I have a question as to whether or not it is acceptable to change myself to find love. 
I still long for us, time and time although I still have you near me, with me, by me.   It’s not enough when
   New Home,New Faces       Past  and Present, blur together       Voices echo, All is the Same yet it has changed
What is your fear? We all have fears. Some of us many, Some of us few. I'll tell you mine. You don't have to tell me yours. I'll just let loose my heart, And pray you won't crush it
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I lay with my lethargy under night skies,in cool, blue grass with dew settling to sleep around me.
Your name is only whispered in the dark, but I'm not lonely.   Every hello is an unfinished love letter to you, but I'm not lonely.   I spend every sunset without you, 
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