In the moment of silence between a butterflies wings in motion
In the space between the seconds that we don’t speak of
Maybe there is something much better then this broken love
We all hate change even though we know there might be things better above

Fear is the one holding you and somehow that is better than being free and yet alone

M.a.a

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