Future and I

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With cold blooded eyes and a demon inside

all alone and this empty night.

Words juggling in my head

shadows trembling far ahead.

Yelling truth with cold inside

an unclear image of future and I.


With heaven in heart and soul with life

a beautiful start yet it ends beside.

When death cries and demon rise

silent screams crawl inside.

In winds of storm and shades of darkness

the unclear image appeared in blindness.

Masquerading as truth so as to hide

an unclear image of future and I.


When shore is heaven for the wounds of thunder

there are shadows of hell yet I haven't surrender.

Where the wings of water above in ocean skies

far beyond those satisfying lies.

A place more beautiful, pure and calm

take me there where happiness's realm.

Such wish appeared to crucify

an unclear image of future and I.

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