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Gregor Sep 2020
Look at the sky
This mustn’t be a bye
A bye to a life
Which has just started to thrive

All those years
Spending in tears
Growing in loneliness
Sleeping in hopelessness

But maybe it’s just a dream
Living in the realm of fear
While standing in the dark
Seeking for my lurking mark

The mark of the true desire
The eternal flame of fire
My forever lust
Which one day may bust

On that day the bells won’t ring
The creeks shall stop flowing
The word falls into speechlessness
And everything turns into calmness
A depressing,hard poem illustrating the sorrowness of life

— The End —