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Above the horizon - poem

  • Miriam K.
  • Jul 16, 2016
  • Čítanie: 1

Time is killing us every day,

but we seem like we don´t care.

Why should we anyway?

We are rare.

We are never gonna die

as the time passes by,

they won´t forget us,

we are never gonna turn into dust.

We will be the stars, the planets and the whole sky,

we will be shining in the dark night.

We are the wild youth,

this is the truth,

Stars are made of dust too,

we do the things we swore we´d never do,

we´re gonna be legends,

unbreakable diamonds.

Take away the pain,

let us see the rainbow after the rain,

this world is just black and white,

and I don´t see how is it right.

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