the desire for freedom

created to love others
the music strangely sounds louder and louder
freedom here and somewhere far away
all surrounded by dark blacks

I got stuck somewhere on the edge of the world
life stopped and nothing was left
just a silent wait for the end
and the prayer that everything will end soon

only the running roof remained
and the world goes crazy
locked prisoner and troubled thoughts
the wait for freedom and the music weird 


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