Cold Reality

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Sadness who sighs with drowsy head

In dreams – all the melody of forgotten

Words falls down in pain and shame

And I drank their venom

While the lightning flashed from

The clouds and the thunder

Echoes in the sky

 

The storm a rush of chilly

Air and the rain down Upon

My head, with intense passion

The empty memories and

Lonely hours – accusing me

 

Alas; the misty light  of

The pale cloud therein

‘Tis bliss, in its oun reality

As I wander on the way

My heart shies from the sun

A sullen hopelessness heart

That flys only at night

In the cold light of

The silvery moon

 

All the world of love

Of happiness – passed me by

My spirit not awakening, till

An eternity – my soul alone

Alone of all on earth

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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