You watched me dance as I spun around with feeling. And you held my hand through the darkest times. The stars lit the night as we stared up past my ceiling, dreaming that unspoken words could take us back in time. But who was I to dream that far? We lost our way, lost who we are. But, still I find myself back here before we fell. But who was I? Just another star in your sky of dreams, in your unhealed scars. I close my eyes and uncast myself from this January spell. I walked this road, as my past echoed through hearing. Hoping that your mind would come and pull you out from sea. My wrist took the pain as these drops of blood were healing, hoping that these winds would change and blow you back to me..
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