Every time we look up we see a color that is blue.
and some clouds diving in it looking at you
you think its so big to understand
but you feel the function of your hand
it seems you can't leave this land
cause your life is written is planned
but no don't sit back relax and don't take a deep breath
the game is not on yet i will begin on the day of your death
this life is nothing. here we learn to feel
to make a mistake .to be in pain. to think real
this is what we are made for
to be us and nothing less or more
we are not made to follow a leader or a place they called house of god
we are made to know the right from the wrong we are animal that can talk
we have instincts that sometimes we call sin
we can feel warm without burning our skin
we have to break some rules,and sometimes to give in
because life could be saw in many different way's
but life doesn't mean that everyone should stay's
everyday somebody have to go
to know the answer no one say no
death is the key and don't call me a soul
life is game where everyone have his role

we think we think so much
but the truth is so far away the we can't touch
maybe we are just a result of a combination between tow thing
something eats flesh and the other have wings
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