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Jars of Sunshine
"Let me in", the message read.
I've kept myself hidden
Around the tattered remains
Of a painful past,
Still visible in the distance.
Behind a timid face with shut eyes,
I just lay there,
Unable to live, unable to die,
Stuck in a perpetual decline.
But solace comes from
A thousand miles away.
The beguiling light that
Bleeds from your heart
Guides me in the darkness.
It shows me the way
That I could never find.
Images of jars of sunshine,
And the words that sparkle,
Flood my mind
Taking me to such great heights.
The windows, once closed,
Are now open
As I sit looking out
While breathing you in.
I've kept myself hidden
Around the tattered remains
Of a painful past,
Still visible in the distance.
Behind a timid face with shut eyes,
I just lay there,
Unable to live, unable to die,
Stuck in a perpetual decline.
But solace comes from
A thousand miles away.
The beguiling light that
Bleeds from your heart
Guides me in the darkness.
It shows me the way
That I could never find.
Images of jars of sunshine,
And the words that sparkle,
Flood my mind
Taking me to such great heights.
The windows, once closed,
Are now open
As I sit looking out
While breathing you in.
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