Do you think I'm special?
Do you think I'm nice?
Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces?
Between the noise you hear, and the sounds you like
Are we just sinking the ocean of faces?
It can't be possible... the rain can fall
Only when it's over our heads.
The sun is shining everyday, but it's far away.
Over the world that's dead.


~~ Տснιiεβε ηiɛ ƌεiиз Аυɠэɴ ɗɘɳ ωɘɳɳ ɗυ ѕіe ωіeɗɘʁ ȯɍɍɳɘʂƬ iƨƬ ƌiƏ ƵȩiƬ ɑɴ ɗɪʁ ʌσяявеіɡϵιαυɍɘɳ υɳɗ ɗυ ʞɑɴɴʂt ɴiснтѕ менʁ Ƭυɴ ~~*




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