Feelings floating shattered in his head,
Hope lies broken on the street,
Pleasure is pushed back by despair.
And all his soul can do is bleed.
Can those pieces be glued once again?
Will he be able to sort them out?
He doesn't hold any answers for the moment...
His personality kept hidden in a cloud
Chaos has destroyed his reasoning vision.
Unknow feelings passing his selection,
Creating an unknown person within him.
And that person changed his direction.
Walking the lonely path of the uncertain,
His flexibility strected like a strung bow.
Will the wounds ever fully heal?
A lot of questions...
And the answers only time will show.
Ash'Gaion
nou flame away zouk zo zeggen
ik weet dat het ritme weer eens niet helemaal klopt...
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