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I don't know if this was enough To write a book out of thousand stars To feel the universe inside myelf To understand that I am living art I don't know if moon kiss’ the sun But everyday the sky turns blood red Until it turns into a blue out of tears Ending in black in its loneliest nights I don't know if our hearts collided Or your colourful eyes just met mine Now clouds in my soul fade away Winter over and coldness said bye I know that when walls built up I want to crash painfully harder My body, my mind just need faith Wonder if there’s a missing stone I know when the rain doesn't stop Open your arms and your heart Hear every touches the ground Wait and it might clears your sight I know when it is enough To write a book out of ten thousand stars To feel the universe inside myself To understand that I am living art
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
Life’s a cycle, a cycle of life
I don't know if this was enough To write a book out of thousand stars To feel the universe inside myelf To understand that I am living art I don't know if moon kiss’ the sun But everyday the sky turns blood red Until it turns into a blue out of tears Ending in black in its loneliest nights I don't know if our hearts collided Or your colourful eyes just met mine Now clouds in my soul fade away Winter over and coldness said bye I know that when walls built up I want to crash painfully harder My body, my mind just need faith Wonder if there’s a missing stone I know when the rain doesn't stop Open your arms and your heart Hear every touches the ground Wait and it might clears your sight I know when it is enough To write a book out of ten thousand stars To feel the universe inside myself To understand that I am living art
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
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