No time for love,
No time for reality
and disturbing feelings.
Leave me alone,
drowned into the sea of delusion.
Let me stay here,
sobbing in dry tears.
I'm not afraid of broken heart
and piercing reality,
neither of the dangerous ride.
Yet seek to be left alone,
drowning into the sea of delusion,
as fantasy inveigle me,
standing ahead immobile.
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Enwreathing Thoughts
ПоэзияThis book is a collection of poems drenched in enwreathing thoughts. Thoughts surrounding you, Thoughts surrounding me, Thoughts surrounding this huge sphere. Our little mind is always wrapped by some thoughts, some kind and some not so kind. Let yo...
