She was falling to the ground,
In the deep side of the dark,
Like some milles away from home,
And will never put the feet on Earth.
She will never be the same,
Like she was some years ago,
When she looked back in the past,
She will realise what her life had lost.
In the black side of her mind,
Things seem flying back to life,
Like some lost colours of a flower,
Which will never be in power...
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Breath of life / Escape from this labyrinth of suffering
Poetry"I was looking for a breath of life A little touch of heavenly light But all the choirs in my head sang "no" To get a dream of life again A little of vision of the start and the end But all the choirs in my head sang "no". But I only needed one more...
