The sky is blue
The dragonflies fly over me
Tease me to fly
To break free
Tease me
and keep tempting me
Seems like they know that I want to follow
But, I’m in chains
I cannot even move my hands
How can I fly?
How can I break free?
I feel that they’re laughing above me
Make my regrets
even bigger than ever
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
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