If I fly away out of reach would you come with me?Would you care?

If I fly away out of reach would you come with me? Would you care?
If I dreamed of jumping would you tell me not to dare?
And if I disappeared in one moment would you fear?
Or would you never notice if I turned into your tears?
If I was just a memory, a picture or a face
fading away into the sun without a trace,
would you remember me for who I was, what I did?
Or would you tuck me in your picture frames, where I hid
beneath your prayers and misery, your sorrow and your grief?
Admit it must be a relief.


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