Living In Dark Days
May half of your heart be shattered
May some of your times be gone
May love of your life leave you too soon
But fate keeps knitting you another stories to go
There was creed slipped among your tears
Give a little bit sparkle within your weary eyes
You try to seek this true light
It hid behind your timid side
Still in the same dimension you speak your lonesome
The other fingers already steal your mess
Tried to be the first stone of your wall
If only you let them in and be the part of it
Baring the dark days
Parts of your past had been stoned
You seek the twinkle which placed under the skies
And try to find the answer through the gust of wind
Maybe all that you need is to be solid
Or maybe you perched on a wrong book
As you wish life is to be perfect
But the fact a perfection never been too flawless
Copyright © Yanny Widjanarko | Year Posted 2014
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