And imagine what it must be like down there.
I am always alone in the open air.
Silence is both my dear close friend and hated enemy.
Does the world feel like this?
I have never ate nor drank before.
An oaf to ask such things of a star.
My leg is in paralyzing pain and I am chained.
Saving my life, I must stay with him.
Why is this world so cruel?
Though the rain falls brutally, I do not feel it.
My lips still burn from that one moment.
Our hands tightly locked into one another.
I am happy I spent this time with you.
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