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I'm in the middle of the street, I stop. I look around to find a clue tho I am lost.. They say to never lose your hope, But everything I see is rain and dust And looking at my reflection in a drop I think..who's that, a ghost? I let it out, a sigh, and glance above Sad smile, dead eyes looking thereof While falling down are drops of opal They're dancing..what a spectacle I'm witnessing a musical And hoping for a miracle Those mystic jewels, astral beauty The sky is crying..or is it me?
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Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 11:02 AM UTC
The sky is crying
I'm in the middle of the street, I stop. I look around to find a clue tho I am lost.. They say to never lose your hope, But everything I see is rain and dust And looking at my reflection in a drop I think..who's that, a ghost? I let it out, a sigh, and glance above Sad smile, dead eyes looking thereof While falling down are drops of opal They're dancing..what a spectacle I'm witnessing a musical And hoping for a miracle Those mystic jewels, astral beauty The sky is crying..or is it me?
Inspired by rain and deep feelings, thank u for reading;)
#depression#rain#music#lost#miracle#way#sky#crying#sadness
silent_symphony
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silent_symphony
17/F/Romania
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 11:02 AM UTC
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