Windy day on the roof
of one abandoned building
Wind carries my sight far away, but as well
I could just watch the street below
or take a look in my head
I feel a warm connection, my soul sends a lightspark
soulmates forever, my ghost along her ghosts
forever alone, we have eternity to
fill our oblivion with fresh memories

But my corrupted soul shrinks back
Before this treacherous flash of hope
it has been so long numb, growing it's
roots in my sweet oblivion..
My sweet oblivion! I would never betray you
The roots starts to strangle the intruder
Poor, treacherous lightspark..

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