A little bird once told me
To act the fool
Against all odds
Face your fears
Be one of the gods
Look out below
Watch over your head
For you never know
Where more blood will shed
The coast is clear
To make a long story short
Walk on air
Have a last resort
In the end
These are just words
To confess to you a tale
Of when our two paths blurred
Written by _victoria_ (Wusk)
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