Let there be a thorn in the sky
Dividing the world
Aside, leaving all the burdens
And entering one side with all the good qualities
Than, Love will prevail!
Love, prevail?
A misguided hope, in this heavy, cruel world.
Run, just run.
It is your only hope.
Don't yell, don't rebel, that won't do the trick.
And than you will be stuck with freedom
Another burden, once it is never properly understood.
Moonlight may brighten up my day
Sunlight only burns trough my skin, making me blind and eye-ached, it will reach my soul in a level so deep, that its agony outcomes the metaphysical.
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