A Taste of Sun (A tribute)
I'm sick and tired of these four walls. They offer comfort at the cost of a great unknown. Constricted by the safety of my home. I'm stumbling down through my past. I'm stuck in daydreams so destructive that they burn my soul. Forgotten just what makes me whole. I'll listen to your voice. "Close your frightened eyes, hide behind my love for you." If fear's only a choice, I'll choose it at all, until someday, I know I'm not alone in this.
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