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From the depth of my soul
And sins of my heart
I compel the pains that
Bound my energy
To a level to repent
So my spirit can
Regain trust
Back in life...


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Spilling thoughts.
Submerged
In a world of music
And images
In her mind
She sleepwalked
Through life
Watering the roses
With her blood
Looking through
The mirrors
The cellar dwellers
Waited for her
To be one of their own…
There must be happiness here in this place
where I stay, the sound of the seas calling
me in the morning light, beckoning me to
come towards the window and stare at their
existence, watch their kingdom glisten like
gold, glisten like an array of galaxies,
so still and tranquil, iridescent and magnificent,
the surface of its escape a boardwalk
of infinite bridges.
If we wait too long we have only
Tomb thoughts to meet up to
&
I
Got nothing to say to you
On the other side

I wanna say it & learn it
On this side
Of the curtain
Please talk
You are trying so hard
To get in my bubble
Planning dates with someone so unstable

Don't you get it?
Don't you see?
You are only a friend
Only a friend to me.

You won't give up
You won't go away
Blocked on all my social medias
But still you find a way to contact me

Don't you get it?
Don't you see?
You will never, ever be with me.

Still there you are promising again.
That this will work out.
You are a "gentleman."

DON'T YOU GET IT?
DON'T YOU SEE?
You have been friend-zoned, baby.
Wish the person doing this to me would take a hint.
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