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What is so nice about the dusk? Am I happy for end of the day, Or for darkness to come? I don't know, What am i moving towards, And what am i running from? This light in between the sun and the stars, With no brightness, In the blurred view of it I can see all the mess. Then, What is beautiful about the dusk? I don't feel as cold in the morning, Nor do i have warmth of the night. I keep looking at the lane,But everything is out of my sight. My heart is empty,with my feelings on ground. Am i searching for something,that shall never be found? So, what is okay about this dusk? It reminds me of something, I don't know if its your arms around or, your words against me. It reminds me of everything. Everything terrible.everything lovely. And it leaves me so lonely, I feel abandoned by the you and by the me. So, what is so beautiful about this dusk? My heart floods with blames,hatred love and pain But my eyes don't shed a tear. This dusk is hollow and emptiness is the cure, It confuses ,hurts, reminds and leaves. So tell me, what is yet so beautiful about the dusk?
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
"The Dusk"
What is so nice about the dusk? Am I happy for end of the day, Or for darkness to come? I don't know, What am i moving towards, And what am i running from? This light in between the sun and the stars, With no brightness, In the blurred view of it I can see all the mess. Then, What is beautiful about the dusk? I don't feel as cold in the morning, Nor do i have warmth of the night. I keep looking at the lane,But everything is out of my sight. My heart is empty,with my feelings on ground. Am i searching for something,that shall never be found? So, what is okay about this dusk? It reminds me of something, I don't know if its your arms around or, your words against me. It reminds me of everything. Everything terrible.everything lovely. And it leaves me so lonely, I feel abandoned by the you and by the me. So, what is so beautiful about this dusk? My heart floods with blames,hatred love and pain But my eyes don't shed a tear. This dusk is hollow and emptiness is the cure, It confuses ,hurts, reminds and leaves. So tell me, what is yet so beautiful about the dusk?
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
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