Phosphenes
(n.) the colours or the "stars" you see when you rub your eyes.
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they have got pretty sharp claws
we are homeless, but not hopeless
they will notice all of our flaws
we can't hide it, so we'll embrace it
if they will obstruct our happiness
we'll face the wall, we'll make it fall
if our clouds are filled with sadness
we'll build houses, of bricks not glasses
let them throw dust on us
cause' when we'll rub our eyes
we'll see colourful stars in our skies
they will seek to overcome us
we'll stay strong, all day long
we may end up getting a few cuts
but we'll be alive, we can survive
they will try to lock us up in a cage
we'll find the keys, even in the deepest seas
we'll exist and live till a good old age
we'll get some scars, we'll catch the stars
and if they throw dust on us
we're gonna rub our eyes
and see colourful stars in our skies
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haters are here to make you better, stronger and wiser.
with tonnes of love,
SweetSimu.
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