His words echoed in my head, the mirrors flashed before my eyes; the days before now, the girl I was, the path I was on. Trees are trees and the elements will never die but he knows that I love him, he knows the memories we create are engraved in my subconscious, he only now realized the bond that holds us down. As I listen to the silence soothe my meditative state, this is real I feel it, he’s not perfect but he’s the one that flows in my veins.
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Inspiration; Colton Dixon – In my veins