that which i believe
and what i can't deny
two seperate parts of my heart occupy
for love i believe,
tho i never could prove;
no matter the mountains inside me it move.
and death, can't deny;
with it's broad circumstance.
since we'd all live forever, if given the chance:
but we can't, so we die!
do you see what i mean?
they're close and yet, so far the distance between
that which i can't deny
and what i believe:
like what i imagine, or can't quite conceive.
for i can imagine
a heaven beyond.
but can't quite conceive of a world with you gone.
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