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This moment has come,

So please tell me me why do i feel so numb?

This time ive been waiting,

a chance to walk away.

One door leads to another,

yet why wont my feet take me away?

So much preparing, so many hours.

I told myself just what i would say,

not caught again in your eyes,

these feelings just wont go away.



I had waited for this day,

i knew just what games you would play,

This door leads to another,

This doors leads me to my brother.

Take a walk outside,

Take a walk to where part of me died.

With him or without him,

There is no me.

Im grasping at things ive lost,

Searching for things i never had.



This time has come,

I thought i knew what i was going to say,

Its been lurking in the shadows,

hiding this day.

What once i held so dearly,

now i see ive lost it,

this picture comes into focus so clearly.



This door leads to another,

This path leads to the way,

This day has come,

And still, i know not what to say.