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Fantasy


So teach me how to breathe

Oh lonely crip inside

Still gasping for a thin air

Of hope

Missing what I will not be

I am only faking it

Empty me

Broken to pieces

Like a barted doll

I am more broken inside 

Enclave in a world words 

Can't say what I feel

I am tired but no rest

Can't pin it, bcos so huge

It choke me strong

My throat so full

What else I can say

I am done, gone to come

Though won't be found

So short to appear

Again 

When that happens

I am here to stay

Forever, stall the coats

And feel the warmth again

 

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