Staring straight ahead
i dont know what i see
alike a burning fire
mystical and free
you broke my very essence
after just a moment
with a reason like an experiment
without a real component
but letting my mind wonder
i know that im not wrong
alike my grounding gravity
my force is just as strong
so let me go my way
without your screeching will
for i am not you rproperty
so you cant have me still
flying though my memories
your face is painted often
and alike a december pumpkin
the thougth is still as rotten
now i turn my head
and everyhtings
still straight
but when you do the same
you will be too late
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