Even when my mind feels paralysed
and the ground is too low
the skies too high
•
even when my feet sway
can't carry me
and my hands tremble from fear of failing
•
Even when my wings feel too heavy
And my dreams too high
even when I wish I couldn't fly
•
when fires burn, and waves drown, and earth buries, and air crowds.
•
Even when my eyes cry
and my heart hurts
when my mind feels paralysed from all these thoughts
;
I will take shards and pieces
take dreams and wishes
I will take all the tragic,
and I will make magic.
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A Diary of Soul (Unedited Version)
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