Why are there so many
Things that remain undone
Should we hold on to the time
That we have got
Grasp it firmly
Smother every
Moment with life
It still doesn’t feel like
Everything would be alright
It feels like there’s no beginning
It feels like there’s no end
Feels like there’s only a middle
From birth to death
We walk a path
Which feels like it never ends
Every stone in front of us
Tells us to stop
Every bound has been broken
All that we trusted
Has been forgotten
There’s only a middle
Where every soul can be stolen

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