I wish for stars that aren't even ours
far more than showroom cars way past par
I wish for hope & dreams to rearrange
to be free from falling apart
for every day to disengage
between all that we love to hate
I wish we could turn around
just to come back 360
Full swing lord you must forgive we
the people you set sail & to see
how inglorious is he
who takes from unforgivable greed
envious thus proceed unfeasible tangiblities
so dense, we cannot see much sense
so we heal in hope that bleeds
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 7:18 PM UTC
I wish for stars that aren't even ours
far more than showroom cars way past par
I wish for hope & dreams to rearrange
to be free from falling apart
for every day to disengage
between all that we love to hate
I wish we could turn around
just to come back 360
Full swing lord you must forgive we
the people you set sail & to see
how inglorious is he
who takes from unforgivable greed
envious thus proceed unfeasible tangiblities
so dense, we cannot see much sense
so we heal in hope that bleeds
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