Two ancient enemies, every day and night,
One being black, the other is white,
Fight quite deadly in a persuasive way;
Which one will triumph no one can say...
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Beloved,
Should these words chance to pass your glimpse or whisper through your distant ears, then know, standing this lonesome seam I ink the drops of tacit tears, while drawing shadows of your dreams on tomorrows of all yesteryears...
In times when Summer merged with Spring and Fall stood still to reach its height, I wondered what might future bring through stormy days and rainy nights and drew the colours of your Autumn wings when Winter paled my fragile sight...
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Since the dawning, I've existed
Of this world, but didn't cry
To be happy, I have resisted
I wasn't born, I'll never die...
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...And that was many suns ago
Beneath the dusk of stellar scripts
With fading stench of heaven's flow
And splitting of abysmal pits
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When passing by this place, alone,
I stopped for while, sat by a stone;
With weary stare, I touched the earth;
I know this place yet quite unknown...
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Slowly and coldly the nights fall to day,
This dim mist covers my frosty city;
With the warm winds blowing the cold away,
I will hold your hands for eternity...
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One day, standing one twilight land,
Saw you passing thru shades divine;
‘Lil Cupid came
And took his aim,
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Split the phantom from my sleeps,
Passing through shades of Godless slums;
Since mine is wraith without his wrath,
Waiting for promised days to come;
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The evening sun disappears
Behind a blackened landscape
My eyes attract no more tears
For too many have escaped...
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I bear a red rose, still to bloom
At garden of your shade
Seeking the touch of your perfume
For its scent to be spread
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