Stuck Together Torn Apart
Morphed and changed a thousandfold, yet still the same.
Friday, October 3, 2025
Dancing through the lighting strikes...
Gave up a piece of my heart,
then I turned to run.
My head is in the clouds,
but I don't feel close to the sun.
And the light fades away from my face,
and the tears fall like rain.
So I turn all my words into faith,
hope it's me that they save.
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