The Will
To wake one day from my dream,
To see the world as fresh and clean,
To know that I can walk away,
From the pain I felt that day,
Yet still I trust you,
Still you would lie,
Can you even look into my eyes,
I move forward, yet stand still,
Does this mean I lack the will...
To see the world as fresh and clean,
To know that I can walk away,
From the pain I felt that day,
Yet still I trust you,
Still you would lie,
Can you even look into my eyes,
I move forward, yet stand still,
Does this mean I lack the will...
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