Asking the clouds

What’s the point of choices
If we believe in destiny?
You broke my heart
But you couldn’t brake me.
Try it again
I won’t listen
You’re not part anymore
Of this world I’m living.
I’m crossing the blue sky
Making the clouds mines
Forgetting what you are
And how you lied.
I see your pretty face
As a horrible disguise
Of the terrible pain
We once acquire.
I don’t want to hear your voice,
To my heart it is just noise
I don’t want to go on
Making the same wrong choice.
Let me be free
And fall in love everyday
With strangers in trees
And to women pray
In this dying Earth.

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