Time flies away,
Not everything we expect stays...
Incremates our feelings deep down.
The heavenly dreams, the joyful moments, all gone astray.
Colours fade away,
The brightness of life turning dark...
Perceives everything as scary.
The understanding ones, the
Confidence, all turned into ashes.
People walk away,
The crowd decreasing into a few....
Touching reality from the pinnacle of life.
The merriment, the enthusiasm, all wipe away.
Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 4:40 AM UTC
Time flies away,
Not everything we expect stays...
Incremates our feelings deep down.
The heavenly dreams, the joyful moments, all gone astray.
Colours fade away,
The brightness of life turning dark...
Perceives everything as scary.
The understanding ones, the
Confidence, all turned into ashes.
People walk away,
The crowd decreasing into a few....
Touching reality from the pinnacle of life.
The merriment, the enthusiasm, all wipe away.
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