Define Me
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Last published Wed, Sep 2, 2020
I came from nowhere
But I know, I will find you there
I am made of dust and light
But why I'm not shinin' bright?
I was made of water they called life
But why it's hurting me inside?
When every pieces of me turns to dust,
And the light I seek was crushed
The sadness and its cold
Govern my whole being that
Turns time into Gold
I don't want to flip that coin into
Another world
And be crushed again
Even if it was not told,
I know, it will hurts me more
More likely to reach the core
Cage myself into myself
Prison my sadness into
Darkness
Coz, I thought this is the way
How the water flows into my
Senses
The dust and light that made me,
Seems to come back when I let
Them free
Another water, Another
Dust and light showed up before
Me
Even it's not clear and real,
I can feel it, deep inside of me
When the stars and my path unite
And lead the way towards your light
I, the light and dust will let you
DEFINE ME,
Like the way how the stars
DEFINE US
Perfectly.
Renzesue
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