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I feel an angel’s touch, so soft, so near, a mountain crumbles, its roar I hear. I see the shadows carved by lightning’s glow, the light of a seed in the earth below. I hear the silence stretched across the years, curses rising from the graves through tears. I believe in the stain of a demon’s dark embrace, in the power of words to claim their space. I know who will bear the weight my cross demands, why the world bleeds through trembling hands. I feel the steps that lead me closer to my breath’s last bend, the touch of an angel before the end. * I Feel (Alternative translation I) I feel an angel's touch upon my skin I feel once more a mountain crashing, tumbling in I see the shadows lightning leaves behind I see anew the light within a seed confined I hear the silences an age has kept I hear again the curses rising from the crypt I trust the foulness that a demon breeds I trust still more the power that resides in deeds I know who'll bear the cross that's meant for me I know as well why bleeds the heart of all we see I feel how many steps till death I tread I feel once more an angel's touch upon my head
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Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 5:02 AM UTC
I Feel
I feel an angel’s touch, so soft, so near, a mountain crumbles, its roar I hear. I see the shadows carved by lightning’s glow, the light of a seed in the earth below. I hear the silence stretched across the years, curses rising from the graves through tears. I believe in the stain of a demon’s dark embrace, in the power of words to claim their space. I know who will bear the weight my cross demands, why the world bleeds through trembling hands. I feel the steps that lead me closer to my breath’s last bend, the touch of an angel before the end. * I Feel (Alternative translation I) I feel an angel's touch upon my skin I feel once more a mountain crashing, tumbling in I see the shadows lightning leaves behind I see anew the light within a seed confined I hear the silences an age has kept I hear again the curses rising from the crypt I trust the foulness that a demon breeds I trust still more the power that resides in deeds I know who'll bear the cross that's meant for me I know as well why bleeds the heart of all we see I feel how many steps till death I tread I feel once more an angel's touch upon my head
(Originally written in Romanian)
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valentin_eni
46/M/United Kingdom
Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 5:02 AM UTC
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