This secluded structure of non-existance
traps me from the beckoning realms of reality
I am overwhelmed in true darkness
i have lost all that leads me
When the filthy hands release my soul where will i reside
to light in joy or depths of sorrow
will i find prolonged majestic peace
My unbeating heart craves for a sense of being
this is nothing but chaotic imagination
lead me to where I belong...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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