Is anybody out there just waiting to catch my gaze?
Imitating life as perfect-awaken me from my daze.
Give me the chance to breathe in deep again.
Unafraid to let out what's been so long behind my grin.
Even rope once held together begins to separate.
Each strand upon creation, inevitably will disintegrate.
I just want to be someone's morning reason to awake.
Don't I too deserve a chance to fix my own heartbreak?
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