The Black Sun

No one can believe what past citizens have said

I’ve always believed that the morning was just given to me
But now, I see that I’m wrong
I can see
The songs I played are strong

I can keep believing myself
Ninfié can keep believing herself
No one said
Or told

That you can’t keep believing yourself
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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