It has been six weeks going on seven
Color and beauty to a life stale and barren
'Twas a rush, it came all of a sudden
Memories i'll keep, amazing and golden
Some pain and grief but for the most part, heaven
The meaning of it all to me still hidden
I wonder why we can't have another seven
I say amp it up, you say lessen..end it even
I'll take whatever is meant to happen
In the end i hope to find my haven
But today i walk among the fallen
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