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Aug 2018
Are we going to build
a new world
upon these cracked fondations
A new religion
in these destroyed temples
I am waiting for you
by this altar
covered in the scent
of a thousand faded candles
Like a sacrifice,
with noone to be sacrificed to
Like a believer
with noone to pray to

Now all fades
The moon from which
we stole silver in the quiet nights
now moves to another sky
and takes all the stars
with her
With dawn the sun shall go
We are condemned to darkness
and exile

Tell me
Have we sinned
All we did was love
And if love can be a tyran
isn't then life as same as death
A kiss same as a whip
and how can we build now
A new world upon these scatered grounds
A new religion in these destroyed temples
Irena
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Irena  33/F/Macedonia
(33/F/Macedonia)   
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