“LITTLE DEAD”

Close your eyes to forget
push the vision to the floor
the rising of regret
the rising of the fall

Its just out of reach
I’m almost there
and no one cares
only a moment of pain
then you could touch everything
I felt my head expand

I feel as if I can walk on water
I want to tear the stars from their eyes
I feel like if I walk on the water
I’ll sink without a trace

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