You must be some kind of misery to me
A gentle breeze after a stormless night right next to the sea
And a way what feels more than anything I would really ask for
So keep my heart in silence
Don't whisper false promises
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My Tower
PoetryHaving a tower moment in life can be painful. So hurtful, too. But also beautiful. Yes, it can be. I say and that's why I decided to write this story. I put hope in it through sorrow and sad images. See? I don't fear from "darkness" anymore. This is...
Don't whisper false promises
You must be some kind of misery to me
A gentle breeze after a stormless night right next to the sea
And a way what feels more than anything I would really ask for
So keep my heart in silence
Don't whisper false promises