...So He Comes
Silence could be heard...breaking the glass doors...squeezing out the air away from the room...
A feeling of restlessness, a feeling of pain....what made you come back again?
Blood running out my veins, head spinning the world around me, can i just bury myself in my memory?
Wanna turn away time and take it to the future, wanna remove the illusion of your good nature, so similar yet so distant...cant you just make you non-existent?
Fly my soul, fly my whole, fly to a seperate land...where peace prevails inside of me and us hand in hand...
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