desperate call
of the parallel world
to the awakening we will see
of the parallel world
to the awakening we will see
face to face
with myself
something that push [pushes me up!]
I don't see anything [anything else!]
and I don't get to [don't get to return!]
Frustrated attempts
walls shrinking
affliction being squeezed.
died by the regret
without anything to complain,
you had the choice
what's the use of protest to return behind?
the fight continues...
To struggle against,
to scream outside,
It don't works!
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