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How to sleep at night, when whole being cries?


Nocternal Poetry.

Broken seed, unwanted weed.
Thrown away, cast astray.
Done wrong, not strong.

Try to be right, tries to fight.

Opens soul, shunned in whole.
Give all, only to fall.
Empty inside, heart died.

Made hollow shell, no soul here dwell.

No sleep at night.
No will to fight.
Veins run with ice.
Lost heart cries.

Pain never ends.
Broken never bends.
Nothing worth to give.
No more life to live.

Nothing left of me, but my agony.




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Publicerad 2012-06-22 00:28



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  Katinka VIP
Gillar den mycket. Tankar som känns igen.
2012-06-22

  Vall-H
Påminner mig om en låt av Sonata Arctica..
2012-06-22
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