Watching out
From the mountian peaks
Why was i ever so afraid?
Done to death
Finished and set
Not the same
Never again
Pulling
Downward
Laid down
Forgetting im here
Safe and sound
Trying my hardest
Forgetting my past lives
Forgetting the daydreams
Addiction to living
In need of assistance
4:36am
Why am I still awake?
Or for that matter
Why am I still standing here?
Let my angel wings grow
Saving me from the fall
Its a long, long way down
How many fates can determane this
How may the winds carry out it
Say you dont wonder
Say you dont care
Dont really mean it
This play we are in
You dont really mean it.
My wings grow
The north wind helps my flight
Till the darkened clouds
Of your doubt
Cast my angel aura aside
Leaving me cold
Leaving me hopeless
You say you know
But you dont
How many lives can one person have?
This is just the start of it.
Its far from over
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