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The World i live in
In a motionless circles and how it's senseless In these devotions of persons and how it's endless In a Vertical world and a horizontal place In a never ending battle of unforgettable days
In happy nights starting with black roses In a disturbed mind wearing lies as clothes In a painting of a sharp texture and melted colours In a blurry mist and crying mothers
In the fear and fearing of fearing anymore In the jealous minds and into another war In another sepration of two connected hearts In another thunder storm on defeated guards
In the box of broken ideas and losing hope In the revenge of oneself by a hanged rope In a cautious dream that was never ment to be In how is it, how isn't it and how it used to be.........
In the world i live in,It's The world that i live in
In happy nights starting with black roses In a disturbed mind wearing lies as clothes In a painting of a sharp texture and melted colours In a blurry mist and crying mothers
In the fear and fearing of fearing anymore In the jealous minds and into another war In another sepration of two connected hearts In another thunder storm on defeated guards
In the box of broken ideas and losing hope In the revenge of oneself by a hanged rope In a cautious dream that was never ment to be In how is it, how isn't it and how it used to be.........
In the world i live in,It's The world that i live in
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