Let me seep into your life
let me become everything you know and love
let me in so I can see
How thing feel the way you percieve
Let me in so I can care
caress what makes you self aware
Let me in so I can find
the deepest, darkest memories you left behind.
Let me in to set you free
Show you all that you can be
Let me in just so that I might
put some sort of end to your losing fight.
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