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I paid my golden years
just to keep you near
But after the cost was laid,
the weight of it carved into my chest.
I couldn’t tear it out of me
so I kept it, like a hidden wound.
It slipped behind my eyes each time,
a crystal lodged inside my throat,
its sharpness tearing me open
Silence was no longer a choice
So my heart screamed in my place:
Let me go…
I have no strength for battles
I was born for peace,
yet all I found was war.
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When the moon turns bitter and cold,
The night starts whispering tales untold.
No caress remains without a scar
No hand can heal what nights unbar.
You're not just thirsty for the day,
But for a wine that fades away,
That pours from dreams you used to chase
Now lost in time, now out of place.
A prisoner trapped in silent breath,
A cage that sings the song of death.
Your wings forgot what flight could be,
Your wounds remain no remedy.
Forget not who you used to know,
Before the fall, before the snow.
Look at your fading self tonight
Those eyes that once were full of light.
The trembling hands, the tightened throat,
The bitter tale you never wrote.
Where did your sweetest childhood hide?
When did the night steal stars from your eye?
Now every breath you take is thin,
And “she” who lived in you grows dim.
Alone you walk the endless sand
Where is the wine from my own hand?
Where did you go with feet so bare,
Into a storm no soul could bear?
You sleep beside the silent flame,
The dawn arrives, but not the same.
You built from nothing, dreamed too deep,
But now your house falls in your sleep.
A root was burned, a soul was spared
But was it life, or just despair?
A soul that will not bloom or bend,
A body waiting for the end.
Still walking through this crowded sound,
Until the sky weeps life awake...
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It was like a golden aurora,
around the halo of his eyes
or beneath my feet, drowned in his tears,
that burned the wings of my free flight
What did that man know
of the sparkling crystal pendants from my eyes,
when he stitched them with dreams fallen beyond reality?
The eyes were mine,
but the destination of my gaze was yours
Suspended...
my left hand on the headboard,
the other, on you
Yet no reflection of my body
was in the mirror
Every part of me is lost somewhere
one in your nocturnal circus,
where you threw my heart,
one in your clenched fists
that captured my emotions,
and my lost body, lifeless,
you left in my own house
Oh, you took the colors
and gave the grays to my world
I would have become your doll
if you had given me life,
but you took all of mine
as ransom.
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They, without a trace of shame,
painted their hearts with the crimson blood of their lovers’ lips.
And I… my only share was the cold blue of the moon,
spilled carelessly,
like a tear severed from the sky,
upon my cheeks.
Those drops sank into the ridges of my heart,
painting my eyes with a lifeless gleam,
and the moon’s quiet sorrow wound through my soul
at 3 A.M.,
before I surrendered to sleep.
I was fragile beneath the blade of the sun,
and the conqueror of stars
that dared not draw near.
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One step away
from waves that play.
In that fresh light,
he let go that night.
I thought back then,
that was all it had been.
I stayed to see
each wave hit me.
With heart shut tight,
no stars in sight.
My hands let go,
they moved so slow.
Each night I'd fall
inside the call
the thoughts so loud,
the cries unbowed.
Maybe it's me
who made him flee…
But how could blame
belong to shame
a lifeless fish
without a wish,
inside a bowl
with no control?
The water’s gone,
his life moved on.
He stood too near
the waves pulled clear.
He lost the fight.
He stopped the light.
Too late to mend
his hands did bend...
but still
that fish
met no
new end.
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Not once did I blink,
Afraid your gaze would fade at twilight’s brink,
Drowning silent in your soundless sea,
Begging the world to let me be,
Even if death walks next to me.
No past to flee,
No future to believe,
Only you ,a shadow near,
Clutching time in a crystal tear.
I won’t let go of your hand,
Though skies might break and stars might land,
Your arms are heaven’s night,
Lit by my longing’s lightning light,
Your voice ,death and life in one tight breath.
Each second casts a spell,
Dark skies broke, the wounded earth fell,
Under your touch the world will burn,
I’m the shadow in your eyes that turns.
No dreams remain, no paths to lose,
Just this fierce, real pulse I choose,
As you breathe,
As you burn,
Gone or stayed , beside me turn.
If life is short ,one day’s enough,
One breath in fire, one name in the rough,
When it ends,
I remain,
In shadows and lights that whisper your name.
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