Crystal2001
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You walk through the shadows,
Your head hanging low,
How much time do you have,
Before you let go?
You are the walking dead,
And I am the beam of light,
Shining right on you,
Assuring you that things will be alright.
Your pain is so evident,
Your hurt reveals so much,
My soul slowly freezes,
Freezes against your touch.
You turned your head away,
Refusing my light,
How could you do this?
Why is it me that you fight?
You were my everything,
I was your all,
You were so sad,
And we've both taken the fall.
The fall to nothingness,
The fall to shame,
You took me down with you,
And I have myself to blame.
Your head hanging low,
How much time do you have,
Before you let go?
You are the walking dead,
And I am the beam of light,
Shining right on you,
Assuring you that things will be alright.
Your pain is so evident,
Your hurt reveals so much,
My soul slowly freezes,
Freezes against your touch.
You turned your head away,
Refusing my light,
How could you do this?
Why is it me that you fight?
You were my everything,
I was your all,
You were so sad,
And we've both taken the fall.
The fall to nothingness,
The fall to shame,
You took me down with you,
And I have myself to blame.
