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smurfg92
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A head full of clouds
The drought begins
Evil falling from the heavens
I gaze at the opaque path ahead
The rubble is my home
Maybe it was to begin with
Diminished within my heart attached to my lungs
The children run and play within the rainbow garden of ash
My feet fall through the puddle of illumination
This is a place where nightmares collide with dreams
Where hopes and fears seem parallel
The face of death doesn't seem to appear
His dim lit frail bones, over natures tombstone
This was his last captive
i hope it makes sense
The drought begins
Evil falling from the heavens
I gaze at the opaque path ahead
The rubble is my home
Maybe it was to begin with
Diminished within my heart attached to my lungs
The children run and play within the rainbow garden of ash
My feet fall through the puddle of illumination
This is a place where nightmares collide with dreams
Where hopes and fears seem parallel
The face of death doesn't seem to appear
His dim lit frail bones, over natures tombstone
This was his last captive
i hope it makes sense