Loneliness is a
warrior’s dance
I’m a dancer soldier
dancing on firing tanks
I see every detail I swim inside the close ups
I'm flying on waves of rhythm that never stops
wherever they take me
dark blue and cement death
3 am, here I am
icy cold and thirsty breath
and all the walls that don't stop me
outside your window
you never find me
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