To the words
To the words which burn,
Set alight by thoughts.
Your sacrifice made sure
This dimming world
Would forever know
Our ideas, our hopes
And everything in between.
A thank you is all I can stutter,
For the joy of finding a word
Behind a feeling,
A line for every dream
Is worth its weight in gold.
Set alight by thoughts.
Your sacrifice made sure
This dimming world
Would forever know
Our ideas, our hopes
And everything in between.
A thank you is all I can stutter,
For the joy of finding a word
Behind a feeling,
A line for every dream
Is worth its weight in gold.
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