How about we set on you
Take turns for after
Lie down
And if your wings lay unbroken would they still unfold?
And
The avalanche
we strode towards
is nothing too us at all
with all
Are we nothing more than this?
A list of pinnacles achieved
And
We aspire to be
Just like you as we
Fall to our
i chose to default this i never even tried to
a cut to the cord that will bind and you
cannot understand why you're doing this i cope i know
feign imbicility to take in poison surroundings but withering in
If your lifetime
Was compressed into an hour
What would you do
You trained for the stare
And I left you to muddle
And the picture painted
Never fades away
And the canvas tarnished
Its better
In my hands, good fortune
Caress my equal with slightest touch
The
Now I seem to forget
And wonder why
This is all negated
Bide
what could possibly befall destroy creation that's in itself you
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