All the meanings of our dreams and lives
are gathered here
They are all placed within my own body’s
core
All to make a machine that is bringing
back the lives that we fight for
(This is just a story that details the
past that he had)
Each and every one of them are crying
them
Whispering once more “I want to see them
again”
And at the end of this fragile town,
where all those lives were meaningless
The day was going on as if today was just
like all the rest, but you know
Wouldn’t it be better to give up without
a fuss?
Those two seemed people saw then what
dream would soon befall them
What would be made into an end if I didn’t
rush?
Against what I’d expect, he chose to go
and still protect
His little body was struck sideways once
more
I watched the little girl with crying
eyes stare at the person she stood by
As the seconds still passed without the
clock face ticking by
And tries to blind the world with whispers
of some lie
I say, this hazy heat dream will not end
that way
All these dreams and situations are all
stacked here as one
In this head of mine that’s overflowing
with thought
This whole world is a threat to all of us
that has only begun
(This is a story about the two people I
saw back then)
With a heart that was made only to repeat
what it knows
No words can reach out between them again
The screaming sounds of a burning sun
Reflect the heat of fire’s wrath
It felt like they chased me into society’s
“survival” path
And as the cicadas drone on, telling how
to be reborn anew
I reach with my hands blurring out to the
scene occurring
But I cannot manage to reach for both of
you
Contrary to my wish, your actions made to
surpass fate
My intervention came to you far too late
As I saw the future end out on the street
I scream as you’re knocked off your feet
Pulling me from my world of calculated
destiny
Into a future told between falling leaves
You smiled at me
The mockery of summer sunlight seemed to
flicker
August came and went as the stories
splinter
Would a future in which both could laugh
Exist upon some unknown path?
Contrary to my thoughts that there is no
way to escape
I felt as if some miracle could break
fate
But then it shattered again into a dead
end
Even if we could find a place where our
path led, our eyes
Are still tinted red…
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