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presence of the dark
N I G H T M A R E S
.:: i wish i could fly ::.
i want to break free.from the air.from the earth. from the water.from the sound.from the light.from the senses of this life.i wish i could fly.create a world of my.no ends to die.no ties to follow.
[can i run? can i fade?]
.::in the lapp of darkness::.
*~when i hear cries in the blowing breeze.when i see tears in the flowing stream.when i feel helplessness in the mighty trees.~*
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colours of black
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images comes to haunt
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boys do not cry
word play
dead word hope
fly away
just another guy
i kinda psycho
ashes on fire
end of road
cold eyes
unspoken dreams
haunt again
and slowly the dusk set in
the birds chirping
back to their nests
the orange sun
take the final
plunge
slowly
the last ray
disappears
the light
gives way to
darkness
the darkness
sets in
turning all
beauties of nature
into
one uniforn hue
All dark
All black
no diversity
no rainbow
of colours
the light passed its glory
it's the presence of dark
i run
i fall
abyss of darkness
tired of losing
futile fight
dead wins
facing hatred
help me
words left my mouth>
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and suddenly the world became all dark
closed passage
my smile does not claim happiness
every happy HELLO will have a sad GOODBYE