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It rises the sky
to cover the shadows of stars at night.
Falling to herself
hidden face in the light of fame.
Rumors widen the impact of her actions.

Blackened words to stop the square from collapse
it is the moon the lady of zenith.
Sense of power of silence and fear.
Somebody cries for you tonight
and prays to the gods of the sky.

Don’t believe me.
I’ m the messenger who is meant to lie.
The heart plays blind games and sets unbearable rules.
Challenge the other, dare you?

Sweet stories to fulfill the laughter you give as you watch.
Back to nowhere, you recognize that you ignored just all that.
Listen to my stories, you may find a pinch of truth in them.
You are my heroine, so you decide
run, walk, crawl, fall, rise!

We all rise the sky
to cover the shadows of our souls, while scared as they are
triple and reach the bottom of pain.

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