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Like a little petal on the ground
And a snowflake floating in the sea
Like leaves shaved from the Hangman’s Elm
And a broken branch in a nearby road.
Flowers bloom and fade by day
A hollow sound, a monotous plead
Sometimes things just don’t go on
With opened eyes we never see

We are pieces of fragments
Scattered like pollens in the wind
Gushed into a path leading nowhere
We are empty spaces filed with more spaces
But we’re not alone

We look at the stars in the sky
And realized we’re small, weeping for hours
If miracles do happen then why do dreams incinerate?
A tight clutch on the last thread but a seam gives away

And so with opened eyes we never see
Our souls go on wasted
Our tears never dry

If you have great expectations, can you see the silver lining?
With plenty of those lives untold, you and I holding on to what we believe
But it won’t stay the same
Aren’t we all pieces of fragments washed away by the rain?