Walking down the shore,looking at the sapphiric moon that liquifies throught the surface.The only two bright spots around the sea of life and I can't get to them,I can't swim,I can't fly it would be easier to die.
I've chosen waiting,maybe they'll come to me,knowing deep inside it wouldn't happen.One of them is illusion so I must learn to fly,but I rather sit down and cry. Then it comes the day and everything is washed away so I stay waiting for the nightly play.Again I watch them,they watch me,tainting me,the cry for help shatters the night,spreading out wide I just want to hide,knowing no one,no one knowing me but it just won't be. |
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