Where My Roots Disappear

Here lies a dream

In papers drowned by ink

Things,  even if you steel, you can never take away from me

Land I forget,  before I remember

Places where I used to belong

Earth that smelled much like I

There I lay

And awake I see

There can be another me

Immigrant in this earth but free

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(Was turning dark so I had to turn around)

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My Guardian Angel

I will find you a way out

(He promised)

I will find another way

This cruel life is not what was promised

This cruel life is not where I plan to stay

Soul trapped in a body

Forgetting it’s purpose and its “why”

Spirit overtaken by a television screen

Forgetting how to fly