Gone before another sun?
Will I live to see the caught set free?
To find out who is really me?
Or will I parish before I'm done?
Memories, they fill my mind
Of all the good times that have past
Of nights so sweet and hearts so kind
Once my whole world, now left behind
Certainly, they did not last
And if those things so beautiful
Could crack without a noticed tear
Than will I ever remain whole?
Or will time always take its toll?
All will be gone but at least was here
Maybe, I don't want to last
For when I think of all that might
Colors, wind, rivers, light
Fall and spring, day and night
Things much larger than their height
I know I'm just a shadow cast
And that I'm not big enough
To want
To last.
Ahhh this is like everything in my brain but it makes sense and it is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteDo you not want to last?
ReplyDeleteI think you are important enough to last. I don't know if you want to last, but I wouldn't be able to last without you...
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