sometimes i follow Your name, and even beg for more, too often then i crumble, down onto the floor, forgetting where i came from, can be so immature, forgetting all that's perfect, i turn and shut the door
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but You still remain
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and i still need You, more than i can ever know, more than life can even show to me
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my vision clears so quickly, my past is torn away, new life breathes through my body, and pumps into my veins
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Remain
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