I am still living in juvenility;
Why? Is it a psychic calamity?
Or that hidden reason,
The bird who symbolizes spring season?
Don't you believe in reason of bird?
Do you think I am a drunkard?
Really it's a drug addiction;
Power of Love, electronic fusion.
This feeling never lessens or ends,
An eternal Love for that egoistic mind bends.
Darling? Blue bird? What I call?
Why colorful mind wants a blue pal?
Come on bird, let's swim in water,
How long will I be submitted to void matter?
Come come, let's be blended into one entity,
And catch a fancy deer out of rude reality.
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 12:25 AM UTC
I am still living in juvenility;
Why? Is it a psychic calamity?
Or that hidden reason,
The bird who symbolizes spring season?
Don't you believe in reason of bird?
Do you think I am a drunkard?
Really it's a drug addiction;
Power of Love, electronic fusion.
This feeling never lessens or ends,
An eternal Love for that egoistic mind bends.
Darling? Blue bird? What I call?
Why colorful mind wants a blue pal?
Come on bird, let's swim in water,
How long will I be submitted to void matter?
Come come, let's be blended into one entity,
And catch a fancy deer out of rude reality.
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