Across the thin line


Tonight i cut the cord that connects me to my lie
Fish scales parted and given birth to vision
With her, love was a roller coaster
Mountain peak today
Valleys low tomorrow
Like favourite shoes grown small
Il let it go
And watch it fall like a dry leave in harmattan
No matter how blue the sea
Its never refreshing to drink
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