Unfilled, desolate and dull room drives me to sadness
Half spoken and half implicit words, counterfeit grins
Broken trust, alone aliveness lead me to wretchedness
Sleepiness in my spirit, fatigues in my body
Lead me to discouragement
That chime grains of expectation, that wrecked fleshes of light in my room instructs me to remain away
A bit of tranquility of heart In the center night instructs me to remain away
Each one of those twofold confronted kinshipers instructs me to avoid everything and everyone
Recuperate, grin and remain solitary, away from everything from everybody.
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Me The All Alone
PoetryUnfilled, desolate and dull room drives me to sadness Half spoken and half implicit words, counterfeit grins Broken trust, alone aliveness lead me to wretchedness Sleepiness in my spirit, fatigues in my body Lead me to discouragement That chime...
