this broken kite,
resheduled flight
because it wallows
in all this sorrow,
due to
The love in your eyes,
is the greatest disguise,
those evenings inside,
this house of your lies,
that lifeforce within,
will bring me down
with all sounds,
Interested voices
listen closely
to my fears,
ready to take me
from here.
my broken kite,
regains its flight
no longer wallows
in all this sorrow,
i hope
the eagles will fly,
to the stars in the sky,
the pilot inside,
in a inclinded nose dive,
that lifeforce within,
will bring me down
with all sounds,
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