The sun sets low, a crimson sky
As night descends, the stars arise
And in my heart, I feel a sigh
The day is done, the world can lie
And dream of things that may surprise
The sun sets low, a crimson sky
The moon appears, a gentle high
And shadows dance before my eyes
And in my heart, I feel a sigh
The breeze picks up, the trees reply
And leaves rustle like a sweet reprise
The sun sets low, a crimson sky
The night is young, the hours fly
And dreams take hold, and fears subside
And in my heart, I feel a sigh
The dawn will come, the night will die
But for now let's cherish the guise
The sun sets low, a crimson sky
And in my heart, I feel a sigh
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I want to grow
I want to grow and I’m going to grow. I’m not going to be this version of myself anymore and you won’t know who I become. You won’t talk to her, or be by her side as she goes through life— you won’t know her. Her heart won’t even remember the small moments that’ve clung to it for so long. I’ll watch her embrace a new life that has nothing to do with you, and there won’t be a space waiting like there has been for far too long.
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