Hey kid,
can you tell me the depth of sky?
No sire i have on sight so high
the battle on the sky
fighting so high
spreading of the blood
tearing of the flesh
living a human in the
house made of human
it is not the end
eyes fitted on dark wings
it may focus on us
stares hoping to split up apart
hey kid,
can you tell me the no of stars?
No sire i get lost as i count so far
region of the horror
still lack of the mirror
hoping only death
and left all things at the end
dreaming the time to uncover
this thirsty land to dry
seedling a new life
in the soil of skies.
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