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Description
the lost souls keep searching,
the light shimmers off of the horizon,
as dead leaves search for comfort in the wind,
the forgotten children follow the torn paths set by others,
as their eyes gleam with tears,
a piece of the puzzle missing, patched over by time,
swelled by the emotions they choose to hold inside,
dandilions swim in the rain,
and puddles form in the depths of our eyes,
though we run through our lives as if we're itching to escape emotion,
as if to forget feeling,
but we all make it through this torture,
once in a while we wander,
wondering where to go,
but all of us try to make it through if we can,
life hands you death sometimes, but the truth is,
there is no real way to fall out of life,
no way of numbing every feeling, no protection against hurt and hate,
but we all try to make it through this torture if we can.

Description
the lost souls keep searching,
the light shimmers off of the horizon,
as dead leaves search for comfort in the wind,
the forgotten children follow the torn paths set by others,
as their eyes gleam with tears,
a piece of the puzzle missing, patched over by time,
swelled by the emotions they choose to hold inside,
dandilions swim in the rain,
and puddles form in the depths of our eyes,
though we run through our lives as if we're itching to escape emotion,
as if to forget feeling,
but we all make it through this torture,
once in a while we wander,
wondering where to go,
but all of us try to make it through if we can,
life hands you death sometimes, but the truth is,
there is no real way to fall out of life,
no way of numbing every feeling, no protection against hurt and hate,
but we all try to make it through this torture if we can.