LARKUHA

My feet are on the edge Two seconds, I'll be up. What happens when I close my eyes? Light or dark, I don't know. Will anyone remember me, Or will the memories go away with me? As quickly as we arrived. - Just as quickly forget about us. And today, I will know - What we really want, but we do not fly. My hands are not wings and people are not birds. I'm flying higher just to crash. Promise me you will not be able to fall in love. My hands aren't wings, I'm suicidal. Lizer.

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