It's where i saw you crying last time ..
Tears were falling and hands were shaking from fear ,
Skies getting gray and sand is getting wet .
You looked up tried to ask for help ,
Tried to grab into the little hope you got left ..
Knees getting week and bruises getting deeper ,
Hope starting to fade and lips starting to dry..
Dry blood , broken wings , you wanted to scream it out loud ..
But no one would hear that angelic voice when they shout .
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