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Jan 2021 · 116
Moment of bitterness
Grazielle Lota Jan 2021
We assume and create distorted fantasies
Cause reality hurts more than swords
Could tear flesh into pieces.
Dec 2020 · 74
Melody
Grazielle Lota Dec 2020
Sing with me and hear my melody
Though it shifts from lows to highs
Like that of a bright ruddy howdy
That suddenly turns to whines and sighs.

Sing with me and hear my melody
For my heart is bruised again
To trust and be trusted- are these only meant for an oldy?
Like how sweets turned to soured canes?

Sing with me and hear my melody
Though these are rants and selfish ambitions
Unclear views resemble the skies so gray and cloudy,
Pleas and pains, stay patient with those revelations.

Sing with me and hear my melody
Hardest chance is once again spotted
A cure to soothe the soul so rowdy
Like the keys of black and white
Without contrasts resounding music isn't present
So lift your soul and bring on the fight
Close thy eyes and make your countenance bright.

Sing with me and hear my melody
When others branded me too quiet,
Unfriendly countenance, serious look at most,
As I play the keys, whispers of sadness haunts me
But you cleanse my soul and
Turn  my chills to warm and sweet caress.
Music
Songs
Lyrics
Dec 2020 · 80
Writer
Grazielle Lota Dec 2020
Wake up!
It's time to tap more ryhthms on screen,
Feel the beat of nerves from conscience
To ****** pumper
Feel the images filtered from
Those beautiful windows
To the heart of your soul.

Breathe in memories
Breathe out words
Inspire humanity
Feed lost souls.
Reawakening of passion
Nov 2020 · 370
Silence
Grazielle Lota Nov 2020
Nobody knows
How I fight my battles
With thoughts of you
Coming and disappearing

Stop! I plead myself
I had more than enough everyday,
I adore you in silence
And I too, suffer in silence
Until my eyes
Speak much of words I never say,
With my face almost soaked in tears
Again and again.

Til I get too tired and numb
Treading on the patterns
I both make and keep
The punishment of a shy soul
From a distance, I own you
At least.

— The End —