How beautiful the way the sun sets.
As we stared up at the same sky,
and swore that for an eternity that the stars would collide.
I can reach the sky, but I still can't touch your heart.
Can we dream of tomorrow when we can't even get through today?
As forever fades away I will carry these blades on paper cut hands.
I'll cross my heart in hopes that I would die.
Throught a plethora of screams, they can't hear my cries.
In these echoes of silence, I can hear the angels sing,
yearning for forgiveness, and the healing of broken wings with hearts on fire.
I'm praying for the clouds to hold me in its embrace.
I am trying to stand on these broken legs.
Reflecting on memories I have so yearned to erase.
Tears run for so long that I have gotten used to the taste.
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