Saw deep death late at night

Jason 顾杰

When the light is trivial, even guessed and jealous The light is not there Dreamland is almost the port of my ship In the narrow valley, there was a westerly wind on the clouds and Rock about to fall That frozen lightning, those helpless insomnia in creation One after another One crow on the cliff smashed the nails Throw away The armor of corn has gone down the river The only thing left in the hand that can scream and bluff is the seed Tonight is so deep, there is no sound of water The village and the city are lonely Live in loneliness, die in loneliness There is no sign connecting the noise and silence The banner in my hand has no pattern, no eyes, no color The rock on the top of the cliff is inherently as cold as the sky The sky is dark, there is no resistance The shattered shattered light watching death Watching the disappearing freedom

2020-11-07 06:58:25

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Прошу не уходи , Ты луч ,что красит день всех Как тяжело так просто отпустить , Твой свет от шоколад творений Ты весела всегда ,поддержишь если грустно Всем здесь стала важна И в тоже время согреешь теплотою гнусно На аве так няшна с котейками мимишна , С улыбкою ясна й не будет так прывична ! Мне грустно без тебя , хорошая зайчуга !! Я ж буду так скучать за твоими стишками , Что даришь всем сполна С любовью й ораматом тепловой ласки :) Оть доброты твоей Сб стал радостью излучен :) Ведь многим принесла Частичку доброты с улыбочкой уюта лучик 🌹 (( 🍫✨🌹💕)) P.s: Посвященно Дозе с любовью от Морки 💕🍫))) ( Одна и единственная на Сб Шоко-котейка ,что поднимает настроение другим своим позитивным настроением 🍫💕)) https://www.surgebook.com/alievaelmira/blog/ejk3a46

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I Saw a Dream

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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