The thirsty storm , leaves behind spilling blood,
In the valleys of heaven of the earth
Besides the river of roses , swam the silence of words
blasphemy is all you see ,
Against your eyes ,
Beneath those dead trees
Still tries a ray of hope
To peek outside the red curtains
And fails again because of the fear
Of the warriors of brainwashed freedom....
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 12:19 PM UTC
The thirsty storm , leaves behind spilling blood,
In the valleys of heaven of the earth
Besides the river of roses , swam the silence of words
blasphemy is all you see ,
Against your eyes ,
Beneath those dead trees
Still tries a ray of hope
To peek outside the red curtains
And fails again because of the fear
Of the warriors of brainwashed freedom....
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