let the past stay The past !!!!! |
When was on the clouds, when I was flying high I used to find myself on the hard rocks, crashed and broken.
But i denied,
They have never seen my misery, my loud silent scream.
They've watched me bleed, they watched me die.
They've smashed my wings, my need to fly.
I've changed, I'm grateful.
You know, WHY ?
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