Flipping through all of my doodles
And the half-hearted stanzas.
Pretending that whatever
Spews from my fingertips
Will widen a few eyes.
But it's the moments
And days like these
Always reminding me
Just how lackluster these words
Have sounded and just how much
They'll never be wholly mine
Because when every time I read
These words, I realize that now
They start to sound much more...like his
Listening to:
"{This is the End...} I lose myself in anguish, for tonight....help me get over.....
(Tonight {you're everything} You are.... {You're everything} Everything......)
A beautiful last goodbye...." - Alesana
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