
Falling Skies Cloud My Delusion
Falling skies
Dark sorrow
Weeping eyes
Haunted tomorrow
Feelings can fail
People can change
There is no rational
No logical range
Souls of confusion
The drop
Someone’s delusion
When will it stop?
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