Mesmerized by torture of a past and upcoming dawn I sit to not to sit down
In your arms of lies full of flies I think you wanted me to really be shy
An arm given in such a spirit way strangely I taught myself to not to accept
Having no other behaviour to appreciate
I took myself for a ride with time and flied ?
I discovered I am still so fully everything and that you are still mine !
I cherished my soul in the deepest of the heart lovingly to explore you were always so kind
I took my all abusers wounds and turn them into colorful painting storms
I shaked that joy inside of my warning character which accept the shallow game in a wounding play
I kept my sorrow in prayers without a tear
tremendously suspicious and naivette gest let you think that I am still on some kind of a reserve well boy
It's time to say Hello !
Please Go or not Go !
My mind are wasted with your easy hidden shot
You seem to talk a lot but you hardly ever talk
I danced myself to the red moony
Knowing you are still here trying to keep all as my blue green humy
About the Creator
Darkos
Human : painter, digital art maker, sound composer, poet, writer, qigong healer & trainer
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