Filled with fear dark as unreal
Misleading actions try to
Have I lost my direction ?
Blinded by some ephemeral
I loathe all of these moments spent
Begging you to give
It's 11 o'clock and i'm still here waiting
For this call
Cling to the once said words
Calling loud to be assured
So
Your eyes are the color of the sky
A thousand stars
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