How do you propose we fly?
With summer's sun swallowing everything in sight
Will this lead to our wings melted?
Regret comparable to that of Daedelus
Arrogance similar to that of Icarus
How can we escape?
When our captor's perception is both of emerald green and ocean's blue?
Trapped in place where logic dies...where everything is untrue
Random colors coat smiles
as Hearts only beat when one looks
in this place Irrationality thrives
a reply
Shall we wait here?
Till' the sun decides to swallow the shadows?
Our hearts are our wings
True regret is if you do not try to fly
True arrogance is if you assume you'd die
Why do we want to escape?
This is a place where we can truly create
Reality has no power
In here we are kings and queens
As for our captor...do you not see the beauty in her?
She is an innocent soul complemented by this complex world
She is free















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