I Can't Help Myself From Looking For You
So the final faith finds it's end.
Long and fast, hope wilting before me.
I prefer closed eyes,
I long for an oblivious mind,
I remember a secure life.
A memory close to my soul
When questions were just as complicated,
But the answers were just as simple
And there was no hurt in them.
Still I felt that each was a
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