Easy to be free
I have no words and no believes
There is no hope, not even fear
That can replace my raging grief
So, it’s time to arrange the accents
Now I see I’m ready to be hit
Infront of horror evidence
That life aspires to submit
Every further step to incertitude
Generates the power inside of mine
I have done everything i could
To exterminate internal cry
Is this a light inside the mirror?
Where are the words and lost belives?
I had a hope, and even fear
Was it a dream? Was it a myth?
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