I dreamt I saw a paradise
It was made from jewels with a sparkling dice
I could hear a very harmonic sound
But in the silence a fell on the ground
The fire covered the paradise
I saw the cages of the painful lies
So I tried to step on the golden isle
But froze when i heard the cry of a child
She was floating behind me
In her eyes I can see no glee
Shes as black as the night comes by
And her sound showed me a dark dark sky
In the sky I saw me crying In pain
I was lost walking along the bloody rain
But the child calm and face the sea
In the silence I found out the child was me.
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FLOATING THOUGHTS
PoetryThis work was just my past time and i'm not really sure if its interesting but just read it if you want an by the way, most of my work are about sadness.
