Allusion
Old roses, love letters, lovely gift
Blueberry kisses, cool moment
Promises of forever, wind changing mind
White lies, sweet words, lonely world
Delusions of the raging past
‘Coz every time I look at you
Red beautiful world of battles
Bloody Mary’s sanctuary
Coastal life in the fire
The tragic past is far away now
Ghost of the yesterday’s dream
Haunting me as a cat chased by dog
Can’t escape this horrible way
Why did you left me?
Blue guitar, chocolates, bunch of flowers
Strawberry kisses, shades of cool
Your pledges of love, blown by the wind
Nice face, fake love, crying phase
Ecstasy of the glorious past
If we could only bring back the past,
I’ll never want to wake up.
From this sedative illusion
Sunsets, small town, I’m out of time.
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GENESIS Red
Poésie"Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest." This is my second attempt to produce...