I've been searching for the light
from the gloomy darkness
when the night and its shining wings
I've found her shadow of sorrow
my body are burning to the ground
my ink of poem are swelling
are being separated from the words and its meaning
suddenly its become......
meaningless
the hurting moon observes the same
my hurting heart melting so shame
night..that I hug I'm afraid of the nightmare
night...that i tight making me feel so aware
the flower of roses smell fresh after the pretty rain
but the gloomy inside me full of sadness and pain
is it the real me you observed from your eyes?
after such a while in your world
in the broken wings of the night full of sadness
creeping the shadows full of cries...
from the gloomy darkness
when the night and its shining wings
I've found her shadow of sorrow
my body are burning to the ground
my ink of poem are swelling
are being separated from the words and its meaning
suddenly its become......
meaningless
the hurting moon observes the same
my hurting heart melting so shame
night..that I hug I'm afraid of the nightmare
night...that i tight making me feel so aware
the flower of roses smell fresh after the pretty rain
but the gloomy inside me full of sadness and pain
is it the real me you observed from your eyes?
after such a while in your world
in the broken wings of the night full of sadness
creeping the shadows full of cries...
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