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fragments of ghost fall like pictures of snow
you’ve become real
your world surrounded in the depths of my soul
limited only by our imagination
I could walk a thousand miles above the sky just to touch you
as you fall from my grasp by a single step
I reach forward again and again,
I can not give up
I know you wouldn’t give up on me
inside this prism we have created
I see that this game of chase is what makes you smile
that is fine with me
…if it would make you happy for a brief second
circles never end
ambition dies as do dreams
….but the hope found in rebirth is what breathes promise in tomorrow
pieces of memories descended into my hands
cloud covered footsteps have become still
a world washed away in drops of sky
a tear flows, but even tears dry
I could walk tomorrow in search of today
I could sleep for hours in hope I never wake
inside this prison we have created
you run free, and I am confined to wait forever for yesterday
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