Moving forward when I want the past to become reality,
fighting so hard my body deals with so much brutality.
To you I cling so tight my hands feel numb,
arms get so outstretched like over chewed gum.
Heart is in pieces but You fix better than glue,
surrender it all is something I'm trying desperately to do.
Meet me here at this place of silence,
getting rid of all my violence.
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