I live in a country made in a day
I live in my shanty town
I got a full brain,words as a sorrow
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woodness commitments
So,did she could fly?my head keep on asking.
Browsing,struggling,starving,even bitting her own flesh
Nights and horses
a settle the score.
So, can she fly?
Between darkness and wonder
life just used to be a blur.
For instance,she just never let it go
Being a stone
But,one day,Yes one day
1st of january
bridges were, fireless
sky was, breathless
And my heart,Yes my heart
Devil.full.and weak.
I’v tried to make her cry
«i don’t know why am i doing this» She said
Then,she just be flying.
And the whole Alaska’s ice collapsed in a memorial symphony.
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