To look into the abyss and simply make a wish
to dive into my past without any bliss,

To ponder a thought with intentions that seem to be pure
to think of a old memory without the vision of a blurr,
 
To seek a old friend who's love has no end
to wonder to where they are hopefully happy again,
 
To cast a spell on the one that you love
To send it to them on the wings of the wind with using a dove,
 
To hold the key of life and unlock its many doors
to think of woman as treasures and not all are whores,
 
To feel the coldness of emptyness creep in late at night
to go to bed happy without ever the sign of fight,
 
To feel the sun shine to warm up my face
To see watch the leaves dance swaying  in the wind,
 
To watch the clouds cry and paint pictures in the sky
To live life to its fullest without a thought of a lie,
 
To wake up in a dream is it all that it seems
Its better to wake up then to never be,
 
To face the worlds menice without any doubts
To go through the day without having to shout,
 
To write a new song that runs through my head
mostly for those who wish I were dead,

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