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Poems
Poems. Part 1. Welcome
Poems. Part 2. To Be Continued
Poems. Part 3. Coming
Poems. Part 4. Then & Now
Poems. Part 5. The End. But..
Poems. Part 6. Far?
Poems. Part 7. Just like
Poems. Part 8. Infinity
Poems. Part 9. Life
Poems. Part 10. Goddess
Poems. Part 11. More brave
Poems. Part 3. Coming

Coffee

I love going home, watching the sunset.

Bright, warm, cold-no matter, it is always beautiful.

Walking through narrow streets,

You find mini-coffee shops,

You go into one and get a coffee,

You continue on your way,

But already warms the road fragrant black mercury.

A light steam rises from the Cup of coffee..into the cloud,

You can't help but look at it and dream about something of your own.

After all, every person has a thought about their coffee.


Peace

I always Wake up in a bad mood

mood,

I can't sleep forever,

Because I keep thinking about

you and me and Tom,

What would my life be like without you?

I'd probably be traveling around the world

I couldn't find a place for myself,

But suddenly in the dark a bright ray of light

He called me to him for some reason,

I held out my hand to ray and was right next to you,

I will not survive our separation.

I just want peace, peace, and peace...


Rainy

Waking up to the sound of rain, what could be better?

Get up early in the morning and look at your face

Right on the raindrops

They flow smoothly and hit the window

This sound makes it feel easy

But it's best to get out of the house

And stand in the rain

To feel the cold drops

They touch your body and free you from all thoughts

In this moment, in this moment, there is only you and the rain.


Sparkle in his eyes

We were born

With fire and sparkle in his eyes,

Even covered in dust, we Shine,

Our hearts are fragile glass,

Our heads are as heavy as stones

We move away from time and look for a place to hide

But we can't find it

Sometimes we just want to give up,

But we can't

It's not in our nature.


Here and now

We are standing here and now,

Head to head,

We can fight,

But is it worth it?

All this time it was as if we were asleep

And only now do we understand what we are becoming…


We will be free

We are famous for the sins of our fathers,

Let everyone know about it,

Let it come out and burn with fire,

We will shout louder to be heard,

And when the truth comes out,

You and I will be free.

Breaking through steel doors and dogs of war,

We will be free.

The stakes are rising by the minute,

But we will shout louder,

Because behind the secrets lies an ocean of lies,

But the truth will always come out.


You thought

You thought I wouldn't take a single breath without you, but I'm breathing,

You thought I couldn't live without you, but I'm doing fine,

You were sure I would die without you, but I live,

You thought I'd fall to the bottom without you, but I'm on top,

You thought it was over with me, but it's not over yet...


Lost among a thousand silent souls

When did I become so cold?

When did I lose myself?

Where are my feelings?

Where did they go?

I don't feel anything anymore.

I know I should feel something,

But I am paralyzed and lost among a thousand silent souls.

I don't have enough oxygen.

Every time I look at myself,

I feel bad.

Where is the real me?

I'm lost and it's killing me inside,

Where is the me I used to know?

I just want to feel something,

But I died on the inside.

I'm at the bottom,

I left myself locked up,

Leaving pathetic attempts to swallow more oxygen and fill their lungs with it,

To live..just live…


You can't run away

Burning bridges,

Cutting off contacts,

He hopes to hide from the truth,

But the truth is, you can't run away,

Try as hard as you can,

And the past you

You can't get it out of your head,

No matter how hard you try, there will be a reckoning.

It doesn't matter when it comes for you.

It is important that lies and deception will not save you.


Rider of death

He is the silent rider of death,

Riding in the dark,

Collecting souls,

In total darkness,

The storms calling,

Whirlwinds and rains,

Hell.,

Riders of enmity.

Mortals are afraid,

The dead run.

He is the rider of death,

The emptiness around..

© Cammie ,
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Poems. Part 4. Then & Now
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