I breathe... I walk...
Shadows fall in this tender night,
Like the deep eclipse that hunts the moon-
Shivers the night.
Oh how grand this is
Here I am- a dwarf looking up as high as the sky
Thinking too much; 'how could she be the one...?'
Then, all scarred and
Swept away and there I fall to finally breathe again.
This is the reality's cost,
Not all is profit, sometimes there's loss.
I'm just glad I can stand up and walk... walk tall.
Like the deep eclipse that hunts the moon-
Shivers the night.
Oh how grand this is
Here I am- a dwarf looking up as high as the sky
Thinking too much; 'how could she be the one...?'
Then, all scarred and
Swept away and there I fall to finally breathe again.
This is the reality's cost,
Not all is profit, sometimes there's loss.
I'm just glad I can stand up and walk... walk tall.
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