Knock on that door and patience waits to be answered...
For all that the time can stand and witness, it does…
Granted to you are the dreams I bury today…
Revered to you is the guilt with which I hide what I can’t reveal…
Baring it all, taking it in my stride, to loose you as a whole…
Maybe I deny myself the quantity of that strength…
But there is truly nothing that I can’t endure…
Thank you for the lesson called life…
For turning me blind so I could throw caution to the wind for once…
Thank you for what I shall live by…
He gets his dream…you get your right to your way of life…
I question…why…the answer is the guilt…again…I can’t deny…
Truly fair as life can prove itself to be…
Here I beseech thee…for anwers I can’t entrust to fate…
Here I implore thee…for hearts unyielding desires to end…
Here I demand…set me free…
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