Jan 2016
I wait on wings
With borrow time
Every flap
Out of line
I dance on oceans
Made of glass
Every step
To make time pass
I breathe in air
Of yesterdays
And sing the songs
No one prays
With borrow time
Every flap
Out of line
I dance on oceans
Made of glass
Every step
To make time pass
I breathe in air
Of yesterdays
And sing the songs
No one prays
(22/F/Spent Out)
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