– I’m looking down like I fear the drop.
I could climb up, but, I’m falling apart.
Darting my mind; as the time departs.
Can you see a flare? – I need the prayer.
Life is no fairytale, I saved every detail.
I’ve its book; pick a page and stick to it;
Or wash your hands, saying “I knew it”.
The brave cannot hide or the lies deny.
The sky is falling down to drown cries;
To meet its ground; to finalize its sum.
Oh well, unlike the donkey in the well,
– We won’t dig our way out of this one.
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