Unbound
Unbound
Free from everything
Yet Imprisoned by the thoughts
No where to go having nothing
Wishing to flee away heart always fought
Wings too heavy to lift me up
The burden drowning me in my own guilt
Seems I'm free but tied up
In the shackles of time I may wilt
Before I get to bloom and see the bright sky
The soul filled with tears of sorrow
The bitter truth and beautiful lie
Can't help but to borrow
Dwelling in the cheerful memories
The glee slowly turned into sadness
Want to have them for centuries
Driving myself to the verge of madness
Time left is uncertain
Stepping on the stones of reality
Dropping the fake curtain
I wanna live on for eternity
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