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The sky was once blue but now it the hue of rose petals
Looking for understanding from my once to be angels are the reason I find myself in danger
Looking for salvation like a sinner looking sanctuary
Dreams haven’t been what they use to be
Not sure if you still see me how we use to be
I believe in what most give up on
But I never gave up on that with you
Dreams are to far in between the minutes of midnight and the after hours hours upon hours I wish your mind would return to me
In a game of Dare and truth
I would dare you to pick truth
Because I have nothing to hide from you
I’m tired of the wars
Here is my white flag
… Truce

Jay G