You're suppose to reveal yourself in my visions, and speak to me in my dreams. You're suppose to be there when I need you and comfort me when I'm alone. But you're not. There are those who say it's my fault, that I haven't given you the chance, that I haven't opened my heart. and surrendered my soul. And there are those who say I must keep looking, that the way will unfold as it is meant to be; that in looking I'm finding each day. Some days though I don't have the strength. Some days are too extreme. Some days You and I just don't matter anymore. |
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