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Black words...

The road is open, the paths are a few
The loneliness of essence is beyond the dew

I hear the bells of turbulence appear
My body is awake I feel no fear

There will I go when my mind is at ease
I messed up good, that's no relief

My story is large with many open dots
I have been the villain I have seen the shots

I hid for the bullets of love
Stone cold heart black as tar

Darkened by its presence you'll see it above
White as snow I continue far

I will Lay in the fields of green
The future is nigh so is the seen

When words are spoken
The poet smile

When letters comes like a token
The paper cries

The ink represent the thought
The thought reveal the sent

When it's combined you have it caught
Time will tell what you always felt ??




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Publicerad 2017-09-25 10:38



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