it feels like a week lasting hangover
every morning i open my eyes and puke
a scent of rotten flesh is in the air
paralyzing my chin and tongue
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As if a nuke was dropped
everything is vaporised and burnt
and my every me are falling into dust
no more life ever in this place
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Inside me tears of blood are falling,
a shame pond fills inexorably
drowning my guts into hatred
Is there a hole to make it flow away?
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yet a wing beat would be enough
to sweep this dust away
yes a single cherry blossom
can bring life again
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but all the birds are down
struck in flight by despair
and all the cherry blossom are wilted
by this poisonous atmosphere
alienne:
Hauntingly beautiful!
dragonshivan:
thanks a lot ... it just came like this when my gf left me a few days ago ...