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A W OM E N
nce upon a time there was a women

who can play any character when needed Loving mother, with a gentle touch you feel so safe even in sound sleep A naughty sister , who climbs trees falls face down, blames your for the guilty gravity A soul healer, with a deep look in the eye you see a light house in a bitter feeling of being lost A Gentle lover, with a ambivalent smile she speeds up your heart to a breaking point Once upon a time there was a women a women so true, lies feared her tongue sweetness swept the streets behind her need is a word she never knew

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A sou ls sc re am

ost my wings trying to fly too high Turns out My legs are buried far from sky Add my will and subtract mortality Multiply my dreams divide reality My will underlines my ignorance to humanity So fragile and prone to too few ups and too many downs So many fears that I run out of tears So many tastes in this merciless game of life What a waste , we walk away with merely trying to survive

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Be M y sou l

e my thought that turns a page

Be my memory that leaves a smile Be my breeze and remind me with a gentle kiss Be my journey that needs no end Be my star and tell me if I shine bright like I was meant to.. people will see my greatest even after I am long gone Be my night that proves how good or bad a day is, How much you want it to last, or turn it over fast , it only ends on its own Be my mind and tell me you can only think and analyse with me But in the end please listen to that stubbornly beating heart Be my soul and show me how beautiful or dark the streets are when you walk with open arms and patient soul, you will fill them with love and kindness

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St ra nge Dre a m ?

n my dreams , I am in a sealed Glass bowl drowning in sea My boundaries are invisible yet unbreakable I see soldiers armed with thirsty knives they demand a World full of Tears and blood All the demigods that wrote kings quires That have power to question and awaken Every hidden and frightened souls They smiled and waved and became ealry cave men So surreal and hopeless to bear the pain I prayed for a quick Death so I could wake up And see that after all I was not dreaming .. it was not a nightmare but its the reality

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For the love of God

ell asleep when the religion read me a trippy story I never wished tie others to drowning rocks even my worst enemies So many toy soilders and fueled with hatred for massecers just let the goats go, after all they were my neighbours Even the Kins of kings ,god feared queens , each ne of them lived and died with blinks of time You promised us the eternity yet we die so you can survive ? Book of peace can only wipe the blood of the wounds If weak minds are armed with sticks and stones Beauty meant to be felt in all Its purpose not hurt How can you call the god , beautiful after this history

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W he n I grow ba c k

Want to live in a world Where Lips talk sad when they are And silence is always happy Hopes are always confirmed I want to live in a world Where Lying costs and smiles are free People Love people and use things Love never hurts and ever lasts I want to breath air that never kills Words like sick and old extincts Only love turns wheels and minds Confusion splits into white and black

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want to live in a world where Sun is never angry and sea is always calm Earth is very patient stars move slow Wind is like a mother who can't love you less I want to live in a world where Dance never gets tired and Songs pray for eternity People live reality and life has a purpose Moments and memories follow not mistakes

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In visible
C o n t r a d i c t i o n s

he day world turned upside down Then left turns into right When adults feel like child Can you still love me people only slip and not walk Fun kills it self to escape lonelynes Contradiction agrees with love Sleep can't close it's eyes When Feelings get exhausted And Confusion feeds ego Poor Day never kisses night Can you still love me

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Now is always at our doors a minute late Have a shield and sword to fight your fate Careful it could look as if an easy bait When you could use a room to scream Help is too busy looking for its own mate I see hope long way down the road Running for its life with the last parachute It's never what,it's never where but with whom

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