This, I wish, could be it
The silent in-between state
Filled inconsequently with quick affections
And muttered fare-thee-wells
But no
Of course not
Life means more
Than the moments
That make it
Say what you want
But you just can't
Fake it
This, I wish, was more like
The image I have of forever
Branded monumentally by a new direction
With no empty goodbyes
And so
I know now
Life means more
Than the moments
That make it
Do what you want
But you just can't
Fake it
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