I have no more words tonight.
What once existed as color in print
now exists in black and white.
And, you'd find it dull.
But I know the truth.
The entire story of stolen youth.
Of fighting and loving, and learning to stand.
Of being alone when you needed a hand.
Of helping and healing, but holding things back.
Of giving all you've got, when there's things you still lack.
Of wondering and wishing for things that aren't real.
Of times when the world has forced you to steal.
Of the smiles you faked till they became true.
Of the days when you question if you even knew you.
Of running so far, losing all of your breath.
Of giving and saving till you have nothing left.
And when everythings gone,
nothings left in between.
We've done all that we could
and know all that we've seen.
Well we'll still keep on running
till we're long out of breath.
Yeah, we'll still be giving and saving
till we've got nothing left.
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