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Swinging towards doom Without the knowledge or the

Swinging towards doom
Without the knowledge or the certainty
Of either survival or end
Is a crisp morning breeze
With nothing to sting
But capsize, 
Like the golden beams at the end
Thunders through space
Through 8 minutes late
Is easy to comprehend
Than that seller's den
It brings about a change
And still, right the fuck on time
It might just make amends
To the broken bridge
Like a fallen angel that ran
Without the knowledge
Of how, where or when
For that one role, you played
In the darkest at ten
But the light reached at half past 8
The morning mountains screened out
All the hate
And canopy made a shadow
Of the one thing you missed in Meadows
The air gleams golden
To push aside the misty trails
Like an occupant from ages
Rooted yet free
Like the huntsmen in a hurry
It never felt other than the bite
You missed to took when you were in fright
So, leave the space
Leave the side that's bright
And dive in the object
That had always bought the light
For the hungry fish
Or the monkey's stick
Is a single tone to look for that bliss! Look for that bliss!
#kruelt
Swinging towards doom
Without the knowledge or the certainty
Of either survival or end
Is a crisp morning breeze
With nothing to sting
But capsize, 
Like the golden beams at the end
Thunders through space
Through 8 minutes late
Is easy to comprehend
Than that seller's den
It brings about a change
And still, right the fuck on time
It might just make amends
To the broken bridge
Like a fallen angel that ran
Without the knowledge
Of how, where or when
For that one role, you played
In the darkest at ten
But the light reached at half past 8
The morning mountains screened out
All the hate
And canopy made a shadow
Of the one thing you missed in Meadows
The air gleams golden
To push aside the misty trails
Like an occupant from ages
Rooted yet free
Like the huntsmen in a hurry
It never felt other than the bite
You missed to took when you were in fright
So, leave the space
Leave the side that's bright
And dive in the object
That had always bought the light
For the hungry fish
Or the monkey's stick
Is a single tone to look for that bliss! Look for that bliss!
#kruelt