A brief hello in the echo of metaphorical space
Her face fades pale as her heart into grace
Like every moment I spent for her was waste
I took the ones that slowed me down, she the ones that hasten
The tears she held in her soul, now I drown my face in
And of the fears that grip me in the darkness kept, I must face them
Dashed hopes and bleeding dreams, you and I stay between
Bedlam and silence intertwine, chaos and peace are not seen
Crippled by circumstance, on the strong side I begin to lean
Black and white blur together to bring forth child
A grey which cannot be forgotten, a feeling so mild
A nondescript anger, serenity, emotions that remain un-filed
Change of scene, things cut short that are left to me
Foolishness, regret, fault lines a blind man can see
And as you are, and will forever be, I chose not to be
Clear rain drops, and dirty pick ups, have left me dead
I have been washed away, like a mute leaves it unsaid
The words they speak will not ever escape their head
And to the air I breathe, I hope she breathed it too
When we were so close, she said, "I am breathing in you"
In result, to honor her, that's all I have got to do
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