Oh, exhausted soul that walks with me, even through my worst days, helping me stand on my burning feet. You never thought I could go through so many thunderstorms and survive. But the sun came out, and it took me a while to realize that I had abandoned you from the start, leaving you to
Souls are like the wind; they come and go. The more you care, the farther they drift away. So hard to understand, so easy to fall apart. They keep searching as the sun goes down, if only they knew how easy it could be to try. No whispers in the ears of a lonely past,
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