Sitting on the grass, under a tree.
Caressing the grass under my fingers.
My mind heading in a crazy world.
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The sonata in my heart beating my feeling away
Darkens around the room with a little hope converting into a little light
My pencil against the blank paper
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Once upon I have thought
‘Bout some new world
A darker place but peaceful is
Torny black roses
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Once upon I have thought
‘Bout some new world
A darker place but peaceful is
Torny black roses
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Her heart as gotten cold.
Unspoken words I have
But her cheeks might stain with tears.
I'm tired of the same situation
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The hopeless feeling that never disappears.
Restless nights with puffy eyes and lost the voice
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Now, now. You would think I'm crazy and just wanting attention.
But.. Am I?
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My head is a mess that even if I clean it gets way more messier in seconds.
My room represents it
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As my soul parts away from sadness my cries fades for a moment
My heart should be non happiness
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School is ending. I'm leaving.. Thanks for reading my poems! Vincent. (If you were wondering I'm a girl even if my name is Vincent))
I Dream
Dream asleep.
Dream awake.
Never stop dreaming.
Dreamers just dreams.
Never becomes real.
Dreams are dreams.
Nothing less nothing more.
They are just dreams.