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The things that we're concealing
Will never let us grow
Time will do its healing
You've got to let it go
Closed for my protection
Open to your scorn
Between these two directions

My heart is sometimes torn.

Rush-Open Secrets
For so many different directions
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned
Somehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed
In a state of grace
I don't believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don't believe in forever
Or love as a mystical state
I don't believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there's a ghost of a chance
We can find someone to love
And make it last


Rush-Ghost Of A Chance
On the other hand, getting found in the shuffle isn't necessarily all that hot either.
In hindsight, the absence of oversight was an oversight that revealed a lack of foresight as well as a need for greater insight into the dangers of shortsightedness.
Don't tell me the way, I can find it myself.  (But please tell me the way to the way.)
As the French would say, 'Les Français ne diraient jamais 'Comme diraient les Français.''
We sometimes catch a window
A glimpse of what's beyond
Was it just imagination

Stringing us along?
More things than are dreamed about
Unseen and unexplained

We suspend our disbelief
We are entertained
Mystic rhythms capture my thoughts
Carry them away
Nature seems to spin

A supernatural way
Mystic rhythms under city lights
Or a canopy of stars

We feel the powers
And we wonder what they are.
Someone broke your heart and you decided to hide it. For months on end you didn't let a single person near you. You became cold, a hollow human. You let men touch your body but definitely not your heart or mind. The idea of being unloveable became so familiar to you and the idea of another person wanting to call you theirs became foreign to you. Validiation is what you longed for but confidence is what you needed. Their words aren't your value. If they think you're cute or skinny it means nothing. Self worth will get you through.Believe in yourself and your capabilities to love and be loved. Be the sunshine that's needed on a snowy day. Melt the snow and people will flock to you.


 

I'D WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU. JUST LET ME ADORE YOU.



 
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I Love The Night
The Day Time Is Ok
And The Sun Can Be Fun
But I live To See Those Rays Die
Cause I Love The Night.


Blue Oyster Cult-I Love The Night
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