Wrecked trash

A bottle at the sea

Bullied by the waves

Reaches the dump continent

Of trash prayers

Ignored by the gods

Sister,

I feel like a piece of trash

I feel so filty

Fallen

But evertime I think of pulling the plug

I think of your pain

Then I’m commitedto stay

Forever bounded to broken soul brothers

Sister,

The storm’s coming once more

The wind is pushing me away

But never I could tell

Where ends this world

Nor this darkness

Our hope fated to drown at birth

Sister,

Send me an eagle

I’m adrift

And drowning

 

 

 

 

 

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