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My world is not of the written word
It cannot be numbered
held captive on a so called page

My world is liquid
as sea , rain , snow or ice
It can be hot , cold , or entice

My world is cloudy
It thunders after it flashes light
My world is wrong , my world is right

There are no words that bind my life
I won't be delegated
to exist in the black on white

I will not be staved
by the limited sways
of the written words upon the page
Varga Adorjan Mar 2015
let me in you heart , let me be the blood that flows in you veins and i shall make you fly
let me be the first thing that is in you mind when you wake up , and the last one before you fall asleep ,
let me be with the person i was ment to be ,
let me be your sun that makes your face to shine
let me be your wind that blows the clouds away
let me be the bed from which your happiness shall grow
let me purge your darkest fears



let me in your life and you shall feel no sorrow
let me show you that it worths to live tomorrow
let me in your heart and i shall make it beat
let me kiss your lips that are so uncommonly sweet
let me be the life that flows in your veins
and you shall feel no more life's heavy chains

— The End —