To feel.. to see.. to ache.. to breath
To make, believe
To branch a tree..
It's intimate it's beauty-filled
the sickness swift, I'm usually ill
I'm well intention did I miss?
The whole foundation brick by brick?
years have passed, and here I am
In the midst of many friends
forgive me man, for I have sinned
I've been lost to next of kin
but lets let loose.. and find the sound
so I can swim on feelings found
so I can bring a substance sweet
and soothe the urge to grit my teeth
Don't let me fall upon the way
in search of hope and brighter days
don't find me vanquished in my fears
i'll leave out the forgotten years
your smile is one i love to read
your voice is like a melody
I coast and drift like planks of wood
but now I'm here, and it's all good
I pray that I can be your friend
and learn to laugh and love again
I pray the sickness falls and fades
leaving us here, a colorful ray
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