A mistake

I've ran too much
Forgot the way back home
I'm at the edge of the world
Wounded, about to fall

Couldn't see my blood stains
Calling me back
Now they're dry enough
Not capable of being my part

Now I feel heavy
With stones in my body
Pushing me to jump
To feel light

Now I realize,
This land doesn't have an end
I'll have to bear the weight
Of all my mistakes

Even if I die
I'd still see myself
at the edge of the world
Because blood dies, stones don't. 

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