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MD Jun 2016
I don't know if this was enough
To write a book out of thousand stars
To feel the universe inside myelf
To understand that I am living art

I don't know if moon kiss’ the sun
But everyday the sky turns blood red
Until it turns into a blue out of tears
Ending in black in its loneliest nights

I don't know if our hearts collided
Or your colourful eyes just met mine
Now clouds in my soul fade away
Winter over and coldness said bye

I know that when walls built up
I want to crash painfully harder
My body, my mind just need faith
Wonder if there’s a missing stone

I know when the rain doesn't stop
Open your arms and your heart
Hear every touches the ground
Wait and it might clears your sight

I know when it is enough
To write a book out of ten thousand stars
To feel the universe inside myself
To understand that I am living art

— The End —