Shrud you are not living for a life of lies
It could take more competition to climb
there is a tide against your advance
It will wear your limbs out
In my hands i hold a pool of tranquility
A drop of water falls from the window
to my soul
The surface resounds a new song for you
Deflection like how i embrace a new rejection
My meaning flung into an open empty space
i never want to exist another day with out you
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