Leaving

reallity is calling i cant hear a thing
destiny is dawning not inside my dream
black is always black regardless of the light
shadows drifting back into the clutches of the night
i can see the world inside a bubble of its own
im no longer curled around that lonley mass of stone
silently ive left to live inside my dreams
painlessly bereft of everything it seems
this is where i belong lost amongst the clouds
where my heart is strong and thoughts are said aloud
im not comming back so find me if you can
this world is painted black and im a candle understand

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