I am a sky scraper,
soaring high above your city,
waiting for my pray to climb me,
And then they'll see the power inside of me,
Allthough life can be sad,
lonelly at the heart,
blind at the eye,
silent at the mouth,
deaf at the ear,
how i wish to be nothing,
how i long to be free
Hope you like it.
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