Cold and clear,
Drawing near
Ice and snow.
All I know
Is not the rest
Of this simple test:
Freeze I with sorrow?
Will joyful be morrow?
Frozen heart,
Where to start
Looking for glee?
Where can it be?
My eyes are shut,
Lost in a rut,
Yet, still dreaming
Of rivers streaming
And sunlight gleaming
And faces beaming
On a warm spring day,
Ever so near...
Yet I still fear,
Ever so far away.
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Sono un peccatore dell'anno ottantamila -- un menzonero
A passage yet unseen, my current life is anything but clean. Mistakes have taken there toll, burden down with so many regrets, so many good deeds everyone often forgets.
ESP 1 (Emotional Short Poem 1) "The light of hope rises with the sun, touching my skin, it relieves me of my tainted sin"..
Cold and left alone in the dark, no love to mend my broken heart..
Itching for an activity, Yet I groan at it all. As there's no pleasing me, I might as well shoot the wall..
Why don't you just leave me be. Against my will, I care for you. Please don't abuse that hold you have on me. Is it revenge you want still. You got it. Congrats on blocking out my precious light.
Reflection of light silhouettes my frame, another day walking about, playing this human game..
Pain is a terrible thing. Nobody likes to hear. Pain is a terrible thing. Unfortunately lasts throughout the year. Pain is a terrible thing that stabs you through the heart. Pain is a terrible thing.
They go back and forth, blaming each other for their mistakes, yet they give in to their fear, if he could only see and she could only hear.
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