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There's a light that shines,
through the holes in the ceiling.
There's a place I only dare to go
when I am sleeping.
There are so many things that
don't make sense in this world.
But the one thing I hear,
pulls my ear and makes it clear.
No longer do I hear it.
There's no noise, no sound, no audible note.
Just a pain that fills my lungs,
til it gets too hard to breathe.
My memories start spacing out,
further and further.
And the things you loved the most in life,
tear themselves away.
Where are you when your not thinking?
When you've forgotten what makes you tick.
When you realize there are things more powerful,
than breaking down these doors.
This is the part where you drop the humor,
and I drop the pen.
But it's slipping away.
Not a single solitary moment lends itself.
There are no words uttered for anyone to hear.
Do things deserve new beginnings?
Like the what if's and maybe's?
I'll live inside of them and put them on repeat this year.
Because what's missing will always be lost.
And these words will slip through the cracks,
and never be seen.

Description
There's a light that shines,
through the holes in the ceiling.
There's a place I only dare to go
when I am sleeping.
There are so many things that
don't make sense in this world.
But the one thing I hear,
pulls my ear and makes it clear.
No longer do I hear it.
There's no noise, no sound, no audible note.
Just a pain that fills my lungs,
til it gets too hard to breathe.
My memories start spacing out,
further and further.
And the things you loved the most in life,
tear themselves away.
Where are you when your not thinking?
When you've forgotten what makes you tick.
When you realize there are things more powerful,
than breaking down these doors.
This is the part where you drop the humor,
and I drop the pen.
But it's slipping away.
Not a single solitary moment lends itself.
There are no words uttered for anyone to hear.
Do things deserve new beginnings?
Like the what if's and maybe's?
I'll live inside of them and put them on repeat this year.
Because what's missing will always be lost.
And these words will slip through the cracks,
and never be seen.