Somedays it's shadow that
nourishes us
and somedays
our skin gets burnt

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To skies and touch the stars
cuddle with the moon and roam in milky way
set myself free and visit the heavens
And embellish my soul with stardust

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In this oblivion
Dont wake me up

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To choose between
the world and me


I will choose me,
to adore myself
and love myself to
moon and so far

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Sometimes dark stupor
comforts you more than
empathetic consciousness

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Womb to grave

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Love and addiction of
My life

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Thanks a lot

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No matter how far you come
With someone in the darkness
slowly they will get away
as the sun becomes harsher
and more blazing
And when you bow down to
hold thier hand u will
find ur hand hanging in air
unholded

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Is not always adored
What is praised
Is not always beautiful

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