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Waiting for death
— which is soon,
Night is home for moon,
Elsewhere, all is doom
— for the this Moon.
Sun’s rising with light
— which is a lie,
It’s burning all my mind
— which is supposed to be mine,
— where only fantasies can be alive.
And then,
The Sun is rising, who I met,
I don’t even know it well yet,
But,
My heart is coloring, fluttering
— in this set,
Even It hasn’t show yet.
The Moon is lighted with light
— which is from its hair,
My heart isn’t dark in the dark, even in night,
— like in a fairytale,
But, which is there in all life,
It says that we cannot unite,
We see each other only at twilight,
And that is life,
It always knows surely from the start…
Twilight
I’m looking at moon,Waiting for death
— which is soon,
Night is home for moon,
Elsewhere, all is doom
— for the this Moon.
Sun’s rising with light
— which is a lie,
It’s burning all my mind
— which is supposed to be mine,
— where only fantasies can be alive.
And then,
The Sun is rising, who I met,
I don’t even know it well yet,
But,
My heart is coloring, fluttering
— in this set,
Even It hasn’t show yet.
The Moon is lighted with light
— which is from its hair,
My heart isn’t dark in the dark, even in night,
— like in a fairytale,
But, which is there in all life,
It says that we cannot unite,
We see each other only at twilight,
And that is life,
It always knows surely from the start…
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