I wonder about my future,
I hear a train's horn,
I see the new world,
I want to burn my memories,
I am shy.
I pretend I am the queen,
I feel the angel of death,
I touch the horizon,
I worry about my future,
I cry for my life,
I am shy.
I understand your pain,
I say art is real beauty,
I dream for my freedom,
I try to be calm,
I hope for peace,
I am shy.
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PoetryMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
