Taking these chances,
Spilling your heart out on the table,
Crying tears to fill an empty soul.
Completing it all,
Finding that you've lost yourself;
And leaving your dreams behind in the process.
Falling all apart;
Losing that one thing that held it together.
Forgetting what it meant before.
Walking hand in hand,
Only I pulled away and walked out into the street.
I'm back now.
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