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Possibilities
What could the love reach?
What could the wisdom teach?
A lonely heart stuck in a void,
pretending art with which we shall toy.
How far can these branches grow?
With a source that infinitely glow.
Do you see these reactions?
Between pointless distractions.
Dark clouds brush me.
Panic is surrounding me.
A never ending inner conflict,
With never ending lies and deceit.
But before I go to bed at night,
I can see that everything's alright.
(written by KiBLS, Promisetrinh, Gangstermailsexy, Deceptions, Amazona, Gup_katyusha, NetizenX)
Written: ~27.04.2019 | Published: 29.04.2019
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