Sometimes it's like I'm lost
Sometimes I feel found
One day you're standing next to me
Tomorrow there's empty ground
I wish the lightning wouldn't strike
So the thunder wouldn't follow
I wish the titans never clashed
So the wind would blow sweet and hollow
Utterances are never completely taken back
Once born, memories always live on
Leaving behind scars
We bang and bruise
Cut and stab
Until no more is felt
Even the tightest grip weakens
Rhymes fade
As do sentiment
Who can save us?
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