When life has flashed infront of your eyes,
You're in tears and the truth goes by,
Regrets ate highlighted with the blood on the floor,
And your dreams are in rubble,
Beneathe all this fire.
When you open your eyes,
And this calm passes over,
When everything sinks in,
And you're in the moment again,
Back in your body,
Will you run and hide?
Or will you run and cry,
Tell them you love them,
Everytime could be the last time,
And every word could be the last,
Will you call all truces?
And bury all guns.
Do you want harsh words,
And jibes and stabs?
To be the last of everything?
Don't you want to bury all hatchets?
Will you wonder how this cruelty found you?
Will this darkness have a name?
Will you be okay with opening your eyes,
And find some of your grudges,
Gone forever with their lives flashed and forgotten,
Does this darkness have a name today?
Is it your name?
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