Can’t you hear in my dreams
That I don’t belong herein?
As your soul is from within,
From Nowhere I’ve never been,
Demons bear your defiance.
And I never run away:
Day becomes a wasted day
If you hear only silence…
Can’t you wipe your tears up?
Can’t you whiten painted black?
There’s a road that leads you back,
Even though it breaks your doubt…
Can t you see
© Copyright: Walhe, 2003
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Hi Walhe,
With time flying by, only one can appreciate, the surrealism of it, ...past
should
stay where it lays, future should not interfere with this present that
we
should enjoy...and the feelings are in your soul to convince you that love wins
time!!!! trust that this poem is not the last one:)
cheers,
b
Bangai 29.05.2003 15:21 • Заявить о нарушении
With time flying by, only one can appreciate, the surrealism of it, ...past
should
stay where it lays, future should not interfere with this present that
we
should enjoy...and the feelings are in your soul to convince you that love wins
time!!!! trust that this poem is not the last one:)
cheers,
b
Bangai 29.05.2003 15:21 • Заявить о нарушении
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