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Feb 2011
We’ve still got many roads to take.
Don’t stop, don’t stop.
I’m sure we’ll escape.
Take the lead, and just push through.
We’ll make it, we’ll make it.
I’m right behind you.
So close to life, almost above ground.
No worries, no worries.
I’m still around.
There’s our exit, there’s the promised light.
Keep going, keep going.
You can see the stars with me tonight.
We’ve arrived, the journey up is done.
I’m sorry?…. I’m sorry?
There’s only room…. for one?
You don’t want me in the picture, Outside the frame?
But I love you, I love you!
Oh…this love was just one way?
Just a tool in your little game….
Betrayal, betrayal.
Hope you fry in hell’s flame.
You won’t be happy, you’ll carry the burden of a frown.
I’ve been here, oh yes I have.
Its the way down.
I smiled as you cut my thread.
You made it, You made it..
I’m dead.

Ah, the joke’s on you.
Go ahead and believe only what your eyes can see.
I’m flying, I’m flying.
And its you who set me free.
Written on August 6th, 2008
Enzo Badia
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