Flickering the stars within my eyes
That I wish to fly away
Upon the moon lit sky
I wish for freedom in a world
Lost in false pretenses
I am afraid, these nightmares
Are more than shaky hands
But include teeth, sharp and ready
To tear apart my words
Until sentences are leftovers
Dripping from fingertips
And my lips quiver, whispering
My name over and over again
As if it was the starting of a story
This journey builds upon paperweight wings
Flickering, dancing with the stars
I have only begun to see the night


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