My wings were on fireBut I couldn't see the flames
Walking down on the streets
Unable to hear the sound of its footfall
I walked in the shadow of smokey rings
And I thought
" Its going to rain "
I didn't know
" Who could I ask "
If the showers were real
Or they are fake
On a beautiful day
When I thought
It's time to walk away
From the " Rings of Power "
With the only thought
" I am no more its slave "
I cruised down the streets
With the only thought
In my heart
I am free
I don't need to think of my past
The tears that rolled down my cheeks
Began to recede
I followed a beautiful dream
That I didn't know
" That won't last"
I vent open my desires
They spoke to my heart
Named me " blindfolded "
Who couldn't see the fire
Driven by desires
Mistook my pyre for a dream
The ring of smoke for a cloud that would rain
Such is life
Standing on the threshold
With my dreams
My sunken eyes
Can't even see
The difference between " the fire
And the showers of rain"
The difference between "the pleasure
And unbearable pain "
Therefore all my dreams
I put you away " I prefer to be callous"
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