My Darkest Days

Let this illusion slip away. The memory is too fragile to escape. The shivering thoughts of what you pray. Lost inside your thoughts you find nothing, but fate.

Open your eyes and you'll see whats beyond the fog of forgetfullness. Creeping along aside is just the feeling of the love of a lost. These days seem to last forever when these tears fall none the less. Falling and holding your eyes shut tight keeps nothing away from the life you kept on it a cost.

I wish I could say these wasn't my darkest days.

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