Falling

falling from my rooftop
At midnight when everything sleeps
when the moon rises above my path
when all the stars gilt my feet

I can be your someone,
who wanders all night,
for you, for you alone
To catch all your delusions, but I couldn't

broken wings are flying higher
what if I touch your lunar
hold on, do not awake dear, it's your rolling drear
which made me flee throughout your atmosphere

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