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Things we can’t control, Ways that we can’t change

Silence kills us all in ways we can’t explain

Questions of Conviction, Truths never fully told

Reaching and Grasping for firm ground to hold

They say yesterdays a memory, tomorrow is the dream

All we have to work with, is whats left in between

Pain soon leads to numbness, Tears turn into floods

Break the chains that bind me, and hold me to this world

Comfort descending, As I head farther down the stairs

Simply looking for a way, Seeing blindly through the tears