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And what would say if I told you those words that you reiterate could hold the meaning they retained yesterday To acknowledge the thought of a miracle To embrace the idea of a second chance I'd give the possibility of one hundred days gone for one spent year To feel that word pressed against my mind uttering some sort of grieving release Speaking that string of hollow words holding no sensical meaning but what you take And it kills me to think of what exists If my prayers transcend the ceiling or are lost within its depth If what I've spent my last ten years believe was put to misuse And that my faith was misconstrued That my faith was just my words reverberating back to me That my faith was just all I needed it to be To give me hope that things can change And that this place that I found myself in Won't be the walls that surround me forever But I'm realizing that I don't know the people around me I can't recognize a face that I've seen for the past ten years Looking at the ingenuity of its design is all I need to hold my sanity Beauty lost beneath the borders of hatred Perfect people in a flawless society [?] tarnished by the inability to breed stability The significance of our morals drowned out by our overbearing individuality And under my [?] own selfish conclusions And you know that I've never had a way with words or even knew which ones you wanted to hear I've let my faults define me I let them control who I wanted to be But things have grown different here You're not the same person that I have once trusted You're not the same person that you used to be I can't feel your heart beating And was it what you wanted I thought that it would be How was life living without me Lungs break and hearts constrict the artificial joy that flows freely to your head Containing the life [?] unconscious minds [?] escape the depths of [?] All holy and not to be judged by how you were made and not upon how they were born To be judged based upon a life lived and not upon a situational analysis of morality I don't know what's in store for tomorrow, or if that day will even come But I know that I've today And I know that I've got this life I can't feel your heart beating And was it what you wanted I thought that it would be How was life living without me
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