Saturday, December 9, 2017

It was right that I left*


It was right that I left*

Striving to leave from this dream in this place
Slipping through emptiness to be the void in space
Is it silence that pulls me away without words?
Maybe it is my heart with wings from many birds
Oh please let me awaken from this misery to end
And let me never come back to see this place again

Dom*Colucci © 2017

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