Staring from the hill top- To see those invading regrets- Gentle she said- Fear not the destruction- Cling not to this heavy weight- It leaves you farther- On each passing day- You understand the lyrics- That linger in each distorted face- Tenderness is willing to forgive you- As accidents are terrible- But if you can get up- And walk away- That is the miracle- I feel those moments- Those scurrying feet at midnight- Those regrets choking me- But must I be hoisted- To the hill top- Just to fear myself?- She said- Never to leave these ruins- Is reliving yourself- Before it happened- But if you can get up- And walk away- That is the miracle- She said- Your the miracle- The miracle from- The accident-Birth sign: Libra
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