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Go?
If you decide to go
Don’t comeback here
When the past near  
not your rage
My dear
It’ disappears right here  
When the world is unclear
These tears
Become dreadful without  fear
The world is a battlefield
The monsters we chase
Are present to beauty and deceit
Yet we stain life
Like thieves ‘ we are strained to death
Your the soldier to your victory
Yet you plot concern
To strangers with opinions
Opposed by the truth
We naked to lies.
The Appel of the night
Is the a lonely Drought
As I embark the moon
The sky is ruminate
I am dissolved with peace
As it brews my silence
The twinkling of starts
The twilight of sirens
This hopeless journey
Levitate solace
In strangers mind
Love is beautiful
A dreadful feeling
That shatters rejection
ploughing through the soul
It’s art is war
Love is tender
Yet why then it breaks
It’s warm often deceit
It’s lust often remorse
Love is timeless
Resentment is past
This present is sober
Neither do I think of my heart
Weaken by the chaos of men
Neither do I think I am free
Nor I am lost with love
Yet it’ is the one thing
I recokened wirh it
It is but the one I yearn
In dreams like shadows
I despair within it
Why then does this it sting 🦂
I sat in silence
Watched the night
As it’ seemed day
The pearls of light
Reckoned an awaken

For its bliss was summer
A solace of freedom  
In a quite confinement
its beauty like no other
It’s moon so radiance
The giggling of stars  
My silence was stiff
People are like paper
Desgin for story’s
Written for chaos’s  and pleasure

Like A page
This blank reality
Awaits a its tale
Shredding pasts
Unfolding this presence  
A plain grief
That pieces the truth
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