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always
whispering
into a
hurricane
...~~~~...

is a
rotating
storm
of life
endured
in vain.

a torrent
of gale force
trauma
and pain.

when it's
all over,
only
brokenness
and
destruction
remain.
Its you and me
Together we'll
Be
Forever
In eternity..
Lover's
I Wrote My Name With Golden Letters On Your Heart
I Painted My Face With Diamonds And Faith
Something You Will Never Forget
Something Never Be Forgotten With Death
Circling Your Feelings Around Love And Hate
Because We Never Find Out What's Wrong And Right
Something You Relize Maybe Too Late
You're Maybe The Sun But I Still Be The Light
You're Maybe The Night But I'm The Darkness Late

Spark It For Me Up And Spark It Really Higher
Blame It On Me Dope, Or Blame Your Own Desire
Stuck Between The Dark Cold And Hell's Fire
I Was Not The *******, And I Was Not The Liar

Take Deep Look At The Moon
Why In Our System He Is Always Alone?
Watching It Hoping To Heal Our Wounds
Staring On Eyes Of Each Other To Breath Our Lungs
But Still The Moon Dying Under The Dunes
Between The Sands Sinking On Tragedy And Pains
While Silence On Earth Brings The Thunders
To Make Our Story A Part Of It's Wonders

Spark It For Me Up And Spark It Really Higher
Blame It On Me Dope, Or Blame Your Own Desire
Stuck Between The Dark Cold And Hell's Fire
I Was Not The *******, And I Was Not The Liar

Honesty Is Something You Don't Deserve
Because You Cheated In Different Ways
I Will Throw Your Love With Me In The Grave
To Leave The Story For History And Days
We Lived A Relation Of Pushing Waves
Under My Hands Was Some Water To Rise
Drops Of Eyes Shows The Truth Of A Naive

Spark It For Me Up And Spark It Really Higher
Blame It On Me Dope, Or Blame Your Own Desire
Stuck Between The Dark Cold And Hell's Fire
I Was Not The *******, And I Was Not The Liar

Author/ Aladdin Aures H.
-
we poets
may be
as misunderstood

and or

as
unpredictable
as

the weather?

And...

just when
you think that
rain will
never end....?

here comes
'the poet'
and an
abundance of
sunshine.
a rapid flowing
river i may be

but ....

please,

please don't
miss out
on your
chance of

stopping-

and getting
to
know the
poet in me.
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