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Jul 2015
oh
my emotions drive me crazy
i touch my face
i feel so alive
but
my senses make me feel dead
i don't want to feel anymore
i wanna be numb
like standing naked in the coldest day of Winter
and still
Summer's high and at an all time low
i was

it seems that everyday you are closer to your end
never boastful
yet
you agree that your end is the end of someone else's world

a friend that sailed away
out of your grip
like a ship
you watch it take off until it finally disappears

out of sight
out of light
the blind does not await to close the blinds
and
as this world gets darker
i don't want to see anymore
this world is full of evil
the worst of all is the bigger ego
full of hatred
blood is shed
as if they love to see the color red

what is life?
what is that i hear?

songs of birds singing to
He who commands the Sun to rise
they know the end is here

have we forgotten to give thanks every time we wake up?
have we been sleeping the whole time?
and those who don't wake up,
will be sleeping the whole time?

the closest thing we have to death is sleep
we get a taste of blissful peace
a piece of love
our heart can taste

our mind awake
our life at stake

what is that i smell?
Sunrays
flowers that bloom in June
and
all summer long
and point to the Sun
now
the Sun points at me
and i can smell my skin burn from the sunrays
all summer long

oh
what sad song we begin to make

our ears can hear
different tongues that we don't speak
like different songs from a bird's peak
our tongue can speak
our tongue can taste
a bird knows there's no time to waste
a worm dies hanging from a bird's peak
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