| I´m a key for unlock, a white room with black walls an accident which didn´t happen a few forgotten memories Flying feather in the air a mirror glued up of fallen leaves I´m made from pieces of stars falling in the rain from past Hope is dancing on a pinhead and they say it never dies Little far from heaven there i survive A part of me is fire second part is dream i´m not here for hire i´m not how i have to be But if you wanna know me try to write a few words or find someone who´s like me the prototype of unreality (i hope the grammar is okay...) |








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