Irony
Moon is the irony for her.
Don't try to riddle it out,
Just read the confession.
I hope to die near future.
Heart is the irony for love.
End of the mind and body,
Since political affair lies.
Died within my own myth.
War is the irony for peace.
There's no control over life,
Not at the end of thoughts.
I melt in arms of my love.
Poem is the irony for page.
I sleep where morning rise,
And fake dreams at night.
Faith ends, I leaved my life.
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