Not ready to die
How do you deal with the anger within
After the break comes unbearable sadness
State of depression is one deadly sin.
How many lines is in blackened airspace
How many drops of invisible tears
Falling through holes of our tired faces
Burning the soul and uncover our fears.
Why there's no place for a home of a lonely
Drifting across the entire Universe
He could be happy and joyfull if only
We could embrace by some magical force.
Try to restore what your mind has collected
Main legacy of the hard spinning life
Spreading the wings on the sun are deflecting
Ready to go on, not ready to die.
13.1.2011.
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