From the absence of our hearts, beyond the horizon,
scratching the surface of our skin , there’s this future ahead.
As the sun rises, the city still sleeps and unveils its hidden secrets and empty souls that still speaks words. 
This isn’t my destination, just two paths leading to another, an adventure of re-occurrence. 
your words pursue what it is to come, and the scars that they tried to cover, I see that these lost feet continue to find their way, but ignorance is bliss, and desire is strong, I will walk with two eyes closed and I will not fall.
Memories that are splashed across the canvas, a paintbrush that can be used like a double edged sword , only the truth can bleed through. 
As the sun rises, the cold breath of hope freezes and distance becomes a dream, and yet this one single string never led to two hands  
The universe speaks wonders, but we still wander , damaged and content, taunted but saved in possibility. 
As the sun rises, the city begins to wake, it’s a reflecting moment that 
I am still here.

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Mark Williams I Love That Bitch

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