Left alone in fields burned golden.
And houses rusted to the dirt
Sunsets moving in and out of our lives
And I think that we miss them too often.
We tear ourselves apart each day
And every morning it is hard to find reasons to move.
But I do it anyway aware each time of my choices, hopes, and fucking dreams.
And so many times I am left with nothing at all,
Fighting everything just to let myself sleep.
I dream about so many things and I am so sure that I am free.
For now, all I have is this choice.
With so many living dead or dying slowly, I struggle to even stand.
A lifetime together.
A lifetime to watch the world end.
Not a moment's without our faults, despairs, and passions.


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