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the walking dead
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Useless wings:
We hurt each other trying to fly;
A smile that meets death:
They built their own heaven
Out of illusions
Leaving us with reality,
Out of dreams
Leaving us with nightmares;
They look
But see only beauty
They close their eyes
And feel beauty
For them one second
Is an eternity
And distance is one glance away;
Two pairs of eyes
Is all they need
To share but one feeling
And to live deeper
That we could ever imagine;
You’ll know them because
They’ll always make you look down
Ashamed and lost
Wondering
Why the circle opened for them
Leaving you trapped inside,
Why was life taken away,
Why you’re a mere shadow
Of the person you should have been.
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