They break the heart and mend it then,
Wreck your soul but love it more,
They tear you up but curve your face,
They let your cries past the shore.
Don the night and numb the day,
They come again and take you away
To evenings of laughter and snivel alike,
To mornings of smiles and dark of cries.
You get heavier as they lighten you up,
You need them and they don't let you down.
You hit yourself and they hurt you,
But you crave the hurt and want it more,
We all like to cry, for the better part,
And they make you so.
They stun you up at times unknown,
Providing proof your heart is no stone,
They bring you those you lost back when
Life was young and eyes not vermillion,
When teardrops came for broken toys,
Not gone souls nor lost joys.
They walk beside you when none does,
A call away from nostalgia.
They were born with you,
They'll die with you,
And stand by till you find peace.
They're your yesterdays and your forever,
A bundle of echoes, your memories.
Wreck your soul but love it more,
They tear you up but curve your face,
They let your cries past the shore.
Don the night and numb the day,
They come again and take you away
To evenings of laughter and snivel alike,
To mornings of smiles and dark of cries.
You get heavier as they lighten you up,
You need them and they don't let you down.
You hit yourself and they hurt you,
But you crave the hurt and want it more,
We all like to cry, for the better part,
And they make you so.
They stun you up at times unknown,
Providing proof your heart is no stone,
They bring you those you lost back when
Life was young and eyes not vermillion,
When teardrops came for broken toys,
Not gone souls nor lost joys.
They walk beside you when none does,
A call away from nostalgia.
They were born with you,
They'll die with you,
And stand by till you find peace.
They're your yesterdays and your forever,
A bundle of echoes, your memories.
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