Floating Words, Floating Rhymes

Randoms

I find it funny and exciting, as I play with
the words, yet deep inside I know I'm just
fooling myself around with these unspoken words. It can be written in the
stars of the night, it can be done and see
sparkling in the light. Until I'm gonna lost
for words and these? Beautiful figurative
language will vanish. Vanish together
with my rhymes, but will forever remain
a scar. A scar that will mark as universal
sign. Sign that for every line there's a big
mystery, hidden between my happiness
and misery.

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