The sun rises.
As always.
Shall I rise?
If I don't know,
then who does?
Life's sharp knives stuck into my chest.
As always.
You can see me.
I can not.
How do I look?
Your eyes shall become my reality.
A liar you are.
Go hide against the rainbow.
I'll come.
Be patient my love.
I shall not be late.
Rip my heart off.
I'll let you. as always.
The question has been answered.
I shall rise.
I'll rise.
See you across the rainbow.
See you across our Neverland.
-M
.
Dare to Dream
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