18 maja 2018
Along The Dots
What would you seek
from the collection─
of lyrics?
It is getting dark.
Dismantling the notes,
I heard, when tears
were sitting dead in─
the crying eyes.
Life reeks with the violence,
from inside. You wanted
one more religion to
atone for the stink.
But the signs will not
convey. I become the war,
the missile to destroy
my own kingdom.
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