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Fast pace, rushing through the slushy mess, mind remains fixed on unwanted thoughts. Fast pace, shivering in tears, tears from the bitterness that continues to invade your space. your destination is near. you see it, you can't feel it, the numbness is loud; lowering your head, thinking if I just continue this pace, I will find my rest.
Rain drops are sure to stop, but your heart is drowning in a lonliness that pushed you back into a corner, flowers desperate to bloom, but still the bitterness leaves no room. Roses so beautiful cry out for sunshine, staring in the face of they're despair.
Rises and shines, happiness has been found. but fear keeps it from embracing whats still to come, afraid of the uncertainty, just can't take another drop. soul knows its name, screams it out to its shell, let me out, I am more than what you make me.
Heart shaped lillies spill out of your mouth, coming from your insides. you are more than what's been made of you.
