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Still awake at 3 am
Listening to a mellow song
Waiting for the sun to rise
Holding back the tears in my eyes

Still up at 3 am
Doing some flashback
What happened to us
A love that I fully trust

Still sleepless at 3 am
"It's not you it's me" your voice still echoing
My heart was ripped in thousand pieces
And seems was drop into different places

Still not in bed at 3 am
Holding a bottle of beer
Wishing it can help me heal
Hoping it can erase what I feel

Still wide awake at 3 am
Maybe it just don't fit right at all
Waiting for the sun to rise for me to traces
To start anew and pick up... my broken heart pieces...



written: Oct. 7, 2014

Mysterious Aries

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Who are we then to judge
The metaphors that he penned to his wrist
A travel that was full of smudge
Anyway he don't want to be in heaven list

Why with exclamation
Why spill blood freely? The very foundation
A life, a gift given  that one supposed to be thankful
But the answer lies simply within the shoe of this soul

Glance at his story
Might be you feel so sorry
Or might be you'll say better to be that way
Than to continue his painful journey...


written: December 1, 2014 @ 7:30 am
Mysterious Aries

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A burdensome emotion burst
Dates are being curse
Playing dark games like infinity
Just to lessen this insanity


Pen turned into blade
Eyes red need a shade
A fake smile for survival
To simply hide views about suicidal


Blame fate for this horn
Scars of many thorns
A life he resemble to a naught
Simply pessimistic thought


Followers of great hand want to touch this soul
To save him from gates of hole
Simply a name not in list
Still at the end he penned his wrist



written: November 28, 2014 at  11:00 pm
Mysterious Aries

There was this season for many reason
A failed ambition or bad decision
Too much subtraction, no single addition
Pictures of low resolution, everything in demotion
But surely... Life must go on...

Days of self damnation because of wrong position
Flowers  that need attention for admiration
Head that was full of delusions that needs calibration
Victims of disqualification without any consolation
But definitely... Life must go on...

Minutes of demoralization, hours of depression
Roads of devastation no clear relocation
Eyes shed in repetition because of hard reason
Goodbyes to all special persons for their final destination
But simply.... Life must go on.....

Written: October 23, 2014 at 11:35 PM