There is no noise in my screams, there is no volume of what I feel away from her reason.
Far away in a union of her seek, lies a star loosing his light.
Source has moved through the flight to uncalled land.
Land with a name she won’t tell, just telling she is confused.
Her life holds no mess, just pain and agony for things I never was lucky to listen and guessed.
My words can’t heal her, my words state just seen to her.
Would I be a trouble or would I run for the impossible dreams.
Would she ever know,
Should she ever know.
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