are the wings that cannot fly
Wings,
are the leaves left behind the sky
Heaven,
wasn't meant to be a delusion
Its just that i have forgotten how to take a flight.
Loneliness,
is one person"s celebration
Celebration,
is a group of people's loneliness
Love,
starts with being a companion
But i'm already slowly forgetting how it was to have a companion
I eat,I travel
hang around alone
I also read,write and talk by myself
its just that the heart has drifted off somewhere
Even i couldn't see
I think im merely losing you.
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