Okay so this one is very open to interpretation.
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You've been gone for months now
And the memories, they tick away at my brain
I never did recover from that night
There was no rainbow after the rain
I always remember that when we were together,
Young and bold, we'd feel no pain
Why does everything have to be torture now?
That all I have is your name
Who was the one who felt more pain?
All the sorrow and the madness
I had so much hope for you
That each day you'd die less
But we were wrong
And society got us right
People like us are never in the right mind
People like us, are the worst kind
I say this to you my friend, as the light takes me in, the sky makes me spin, and the fall takes me out
Everything is a blur and everyone will doubt
I've no meaning but one for these letters
Yet let it seem that you know everything and you are infinitely better
What are we?
We are the blur in faded photographs
We are the fog in the morning light
We are the mongrels fleeing life
We are the blade in Death's scythe
We are emotions
Ever unfolding
Never unholding
We never make sense,
For we are beyond sense itself
We are the grandeur of a piece of painting,
The unread books of a bedroom shelf
We are unexplainable
We are the unanswered
