let me see
and let me cry,
while we always
fly on sky
true sense of darkness light
and shall be smouth
my hurt and die
its nice to feel
that you and me
on the air flying high and slow
our gasoline is not infinite
its crashing our magic draw
gust of a wind carry away
from my orbit
our souls are attempt
to return but destruct your non-metal skin
so dropped like a dense blood
we are crashing full down
on a flood
of my blood
thirsty slake
my thirsty
bloody flying we need
stay alives....
i`m sorry and worry
that flying is fail
there are just
can`t be trust
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