| by Ronja | |
| Published on: Jun 7, 2006 | |
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| Type: Poetry | |
| https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=7451 | |
| When you seem to run out the frustration, scream out the pain, when you try your best, but you fall again and again you’re amongst confused souls in a labyrith of material living just to be you suddenly discover something just one tiny hole which leaves you to see a song of a different criteria Follow this bittersweet sound To fall once again, but this time you’ve found everything there is to gain Your fall is soft, onto a sweet, virigin meadow of green the beauty of the unseen blends your curtained eyes... you’ve loved too much, when your love wasn't wanted you gave too much, when nothing was needed you trusted too much, and were finally deceived you started to hate all that you believed ...your feet grow heavy you cannot move your arms seem tired you don’t need to move the bittersweet sound surrounds you, the meadow of life is now in you the curtains over your eyes draw back there's nothing you seem to lack as you've found all that you need. « return. |
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