Silence cuts like a knife
Truth warps in the mind
The thin line between fantasy and reality
The split second that creates beauty
this is a letter of intent
holding on to what was never
meant for me or could never be
Child why do you hide?
Are you alone at night?
The thin line between hoping and believing
The split second that creates eternity
A glittering of distant light
made your own so hold on tight
When it's gone, move on
I needed this one!
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