suffering from the crash
ten thousand miles away from home
the sun sets in one way. but it switches every time
ive seen the dedication of all widows fighting through the wind
taking out natural disasters like tornado's and hurricanes
ripping through the air like a feather
so delicate, yet so destructive it turns into a sword
slicing everything around it
let it kick down like that
yeah let her have her fun
ive seen the mess of this world
i have to, risen above the surface
ive reached for the clouds and touched the heavens
ive flown so high and far
the earth has no ending, i always find myself back to where i have started
but time hasnt ran yet
a small time clock out of the corner of my eye. it disappears before i read the time
how much time?
take the liberty of effecting everything around you
its all yours take it for granted
show them the power of ones eyes
let them shine this world with this feather
ill write you a letter stating that: "i have taken over each ground that liberty stands on and ive touched every horizon. you are all but guests in this world of pain. you pass me by on the streets. but be aware that judgment has time to take its toll. and i will trample on any force of rage that comes my away. i refuse to move out of my body because it is not my time to go yet. there is still some good in this world. and there is still some good in me. looks like i must defeat everything that overcomes me. im still not tired or sick from this. it hasnt even begun yet."
The earth has harvested off of our bodies so others can survive. the trick is, we never repay it back. ive been choking the whole time. im still not sick or tired yet. my heart pumps electric waves. sending missels through out my body. you wont defeat me. trust me. you wont defeat me.
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