Think

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Your eyes resuscitate the life behind mine
Just speaking your hallowed name takes away a past feeling I’ve always wanted to forget, but this feeling never lasts long. Separation from you, my only lifeline brings back in the wave of regret that drowns me, it leaves me in the dark suffocating.

I watch my past bleed through like a badly dressed wound, open for everyone to see. The scars no longer hurt, but the memories haven’t faded. Time, that’s all I ask for, time to slow life down, time to let me think, because right now all I really need to do is think.

Think About our Future, carefully lay down the path I need to follow so I can lead you down it with pride.

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