Your grip grows tighter
the bruises won’t erase
My walls have fallen
and Berlin has buried me in it’s rubble.
I tried to escape
I tried to breathe
but I can’t do this alone.
I’m not the King
or the Queen,
I hold nothing on the guards.
I am at life’s mercy.
You may crown me
You make arm me-
But then you will fall with me.
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See you in another day,
SA