I hide this feeling
it's buried deep beneath my skin
In my memory
I hear the distant chord that sing
My voice is smothered
gasping some toneless melody
Words utter nonsense
sustaining ragged agony
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So I did slowly much impart:
„This thing was light but also dark“
And as I spoke I viewed around -
creatures from the sky and ground
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Words are oozing on
the surface of my silent tune
I smear the wovels
nonsense onto my hidden wound
I'm resonating
within the sparest, thinnest sound
Salving a mantra
vibrating meadows all around
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To hear the story of this thing
that makes one cry but also sing
They listened to the tale so well -
I feared I too much did tell
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Post je objavljen 05.10.2015. u 11:59 sati.