You are alone once again,
like the first dropp of the night sky.
The moon will be awake too,
it will kindly speak
as the room spins around a big city
and it is so strange
when you start believing life is just a game.
The way i am a mile above you,
collecting the tears that you will cry;
daring to ask the right question.
Can you be protected by what you revealed?
or am i pretending that is in the distance.
Like i don't know where you have been,
as you were meant to meet someone to die for:
To fill the empty heart with a beat forever in debt.
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