The weather in sync with the feelings
Day or night, let there be light for you
More time means more casualty
And i do not want to be sorry
Take my wings, fly away
I let go
For your freedom, for your peace
The scars on my back will remember
May we not meet again
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PoetryMood : Can i play with you? Swing : Sure. Me : Why just play when we can have a party? Mood : * looking at swing * Swing : * looking at mood * Both : Yes!! Me : 😈
