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Note To Self
Two roads split up right here,
My life running in opposite directions,
Exaggerating the barrier from who I am,
And who I want to be,
I'm becoming numb,
I can barely hold up my own hand,
But.... I can still feel you here,
So why aren't you with me in my arms?
My world starts to fall apart,
While the world begins to fall,
You'll scream my name up to the sky,
As you watch the tide come wash away the night,
I know we will make our way out of this mess,
But, I'm tired of waiting,
Tired of this gut wrenching feeling,
I'm tired of doing ...