High above the world ,
I see the shadow of my heart.
swollen and bruised, but he escaped
the sky turns to coal,
plain to beseech me,
the icey rain pelts down,
ripping me to the very core of my soul,
I scream, over and over
no one pays attention,
in this world I am but a sliver of air,
tears fall,
nobody cares to catch them
swept away by another sheet of poured rain.........
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