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"Blue Ink"

The hardest letter I've written to you,
as I'm free falling, the ink turning blue.
The skies let the raindrops soak me wet,
enter a prison that I can't forget.
Nothing to follow, nothing to lose,
approaching darkness, I wanna refuse.

This earth I live in is driving me insane,
all fingers point me and i'll take their blame.
Maybe somewhere it's written, somewhere I signed,
that wingless angels would dwell in my mind.
Life teach me brightness as days follow through,
so you can forgive me and I'll forgive you.

The hardest letter I've written to you,
so you can forgive me and I'll forgive you.

Let me go sleeping, somewhere to rest,
as unconcious teach concious to learn at my best.
Thoughts give me ligthness, a piece of your peace,
so overwhelming that I can't resist.

Maybe somewhere its written, somewhere I signed
that life is a movie that I can't rewind.
Birds will go flying along with the wind,
Unlike wingless angels who sin as they sing.
Life give me sorrow and I'll turn it gold,
must be a lesson until I grow old.