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(Shevanel Take 2)

Between The Buried and Me
My head will not rest on this pillow. As it's gripped in my arms tonight. Like reality; too tight. If a dream could last forever. I would hold you here. Time need not freeze. I need not fear. This world inside. Is a word I long to find. And I will not be afraid of love. I won't be afraid to lose. What I was once afraid of. My teardrops have salt-stained this pillow . As it's loosened from a weakened clutch. By the sun's light; too much.There's a hope today. That I'll find a way. This Dream of life inrealed to me. Sometimes I run and sometimes I crawl. Sometimes I fly and sometimes I'm gonna fall. But this dream of mine will not change at all.