Valao Kole Poems

Come. Let me guide you
through your mind.
Let me show you the fear
for which you are blind.
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It is the final step
and we turn off the lights
It is the longest road
Then we`ll begin our fights
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A little butterfly is trying to climb
up the window.
And i just sit and stare at it.
Thinking.
...

Lost
through ages of silence.
Hoping
I can still die with honour.
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Step.
Another one.
Loosing
or winning.
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The town of Rockdoors
`d been a calm and ordinary one
until some centuries ago
when a story here began.
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The rain has fallen long ago
Now streets are dry and dusty.
The fire in the fireplace has turned to ashes
that fall around like snow.
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It turns. Rotates. It burns. And shakes.
I can see a window blurred by pouring rain
The steps I hear - they echo
they fill my head with pain.
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