Harder than life is the decision to live it.
I've never made it. Each time the sun rises I question it again.
The point? The goal? The end?
What's its meaning? What is meaning?
What's the purpose? What is purpose?
Every night. The wolves howl. So does my silent heart.
Hearts beat quietly so you should always doubt if they are- so I think.
I never made that decision. I would have lived in the valleys. Where I can't see sunrise.
Where I can forget that I never made the decision and have to live this life anyway because deep down I don't want it to end.....
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T. Licht
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