I am the voice
crying the night,
so broad as a choice
endlessly and always hurt
...
A dream of the old
baffled and cold
literally means, with it's scripts uphold
a new day is born...
...
My mind is still lustful
my conscious is black
darker than my shadow
pain, stress, sorrow
...
I wish,
I wish I could wake up tomorrow
With joy, and not with sorrow
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Tangled as a feather,
Brittle as old leather
Words so prudent and tender
Yet a weapon in the hands of a traitor...
...
As the city sleeps
the dawn of the nights awakes
And I walk alone
In these empty streets
...
Diamond knows no worth
Till its natural index of wealth
Fades from the earth
Still not like it you're, Precious...
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Sometimes he feel
as if his living life on a fairy tale
For he follows it up to it's trail
But leaves it hanging like a bell
...
Like a deer longing for water,
My soul yearns.
Only you can feel my deep hunger,
My heart burns.
...
Aspiration
I choose to live in disguise
Far apart from these deep blue skies,
I choose to be a pendant from these diamonds
...