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THEY
As dark as the night
This is how their eyes look like.
They told me once
Sad eyes are coal black.
From crime to punishment
They got used to travelling
Hand in hand with the act of crying.
As deep as the sea
This is how they look at the pain.
Just like the drops of the rain
This is how they shed tears
Behind the bars.
No need to use fancy words
To tell the sto...
Saturday 7th August 2021 3:31 pm
LIES
The walls tell lies
So do not touch them
Especially if you feel lonely
You will feel icecold otherwise
Beyond the Moon lies
The exhausted star of your eyes
Do not wish on that star
And do not ever want to cry
The lyrics will become parts of lies
If your heart does not compose them
So do not sing, and pretend to be wise
Keep on feeling not the same
Friday 21st May 2021 5:10 am
The Blame
The bird had put the blame
On the wind
To escape from the accusations
Made by the rose
The wind had put the blame
On the season
To define herself as the breeze
That every flower wants to seize
The time had put the blame
On the ambigous space
To defend her soul once again
Arguing that she was not feeling the same
The artist had put the blame
On the lyrics of t...
Sunday 16th May 2021 5:07 am
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