Before You
Hold the space around you
lie to the ground beneath you
sing to the woods your best friend
out of the woods can heal the wounds.
I will bend your words
my visions tragic end
what can hold me up can take me down
fertility of newborn story
but you see, I can't take my destiny
I won't divide my feelings
to make your misery shine.
Fly into the limited imaginations
see the unthinkable dreams
believe your physical being
before you there was no you
what were the questions
where are the answers.
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