Before We Disappear

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share your life with me

Created: September 17,2018

Submitted: September 12, 2018

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Submitted: September 12, 2018

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Dreams like this,

times like this,

one day,

someday.

Times like this.

 

Times like this,

they last forever,

uhmph huh

who cares?

 

Times like this, 

they last forever,

because I live in them,

and I don't not want to ever,

let them go.

 

Times like this,

I always forgive myself,

just so I can forgive them,

even if,

they never know.

 

Dreams like this,

must die.

Dreams like this, 

have a broken kind of feeling,

 I can't hold onto them,

I got to let them go,

just so,

they will leave me,

alone.

 

One day I burned down all my bridges,

one day I knocked down all my (de)fences.

 

Someday, I will rebuild them,

someday I will take all the chances.

 

Times like this, they last forever,

because I only live right now,

and I like having something,

to hold,

onto.

 

 

 

 

 


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