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 Dropping tears,Loosing my mind.Looking at what hasBeen left behind. Pain and sorrow,Chains and crucifictions.Old memories,Old stupidi... [read more] |
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There is a place on earth,So full of pain and sorrow.Where the birds won't fly,And the snails won't be. There is a place on earth,Fil... [read more] |
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Why do I feel alone, like no one's there. Just in a dark room, Alone! Why isn't there someone, So I can talk too! Or someone to comfort me... [read more] |
 Tonight, new realms we found, Strange friends accompanied us, Softly, time and we embarked, Discovering Edens all around. No serpent could s... [read more] |
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When the music of the day joins the setting sun, A forlorn soul goes back in time, When the breeze of eve greets the buds, A forlorn soul go... [read more] |
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You are God and I am man, Does anything else matter much? Does it matter where You are, Within me, around or about? All around matter I see... [read more] |
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I am tired, oh, how I want to rest, I am tired of your summer fest, Tired of waking up to alarms, Tired of listening to old psalms. Tired of... [read more] |
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The calm clouds float patiently, The moon sets softly, slowly, I wait as always and nothing changes, But I know, you will, certainly. The bl... [read more] |
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Everlasting mourning, In the memory of a friend, Tears giving life, To the beginning of an end. High treetops stare, At the deep depths belo... [read more] |
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Past the midnight hour, when it's dark, Come, let's once more walk in the park, Come, let's rekindle the anonimity, When I didn't know you,... [read more] |
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This place is neither mine nor yours, For a night or two span all our years. Ah, the sadness that feeds on my soul! Do I really look so unl... [read more] |
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Let me listen to the songs of yore, Let me read the poetry of bygone times, Let me look around inside that old bookstore, Where I spent my y... [read more] |
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The haunting scent of Jasmine, on a wild, tempestuous night, reminds me of somebody, Whose name I cannot write. The white flowers on the vin... [read more] |
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What should I write about my land, 54 whirlwinds of time's span, Ignored causes, deprived masses, Like froth on the seashore's sand. Exploit... [read more] |
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Adam and Eve, what did they lack, To have fallen prey to the evil one, The universe was theirs, to own, God's own Light on them shone. What... [read more] |