A queen without a crown.
You lifted me up to touch the sky screen,
A screen without a frown.
Gone were the days of our sunshine,
Hidden inside the magic-hat of the clown.
He just revealed the tangibility lying inside,
And it's our expected scornful laughter of the mourn.
There's something between us,
That keeps telling me it's not eternity.
We keep whining around and thus,
Think it's time to stop my incapability.
Teddy Bear wakes up from a dream,
Saying to me, "It's over, the game's over..."
Kyel Kywai Chain
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