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Unconsidered Things

1 min lectură·28 mai 2007

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I sold my soul a thousand times

Within my empty shell

I thought that I was selling lies

I thought there is no hell.

I wonder what\'s there left to feel

I wonder why I lost

\"Now could you make the pain unreal

I\'m haunted by your ghost...\"

And ocean deep, and sky so gray

Infinity of sin

An angel dark comes with delay

To take my eyes with him.

And on the path of fire-stones

I fear now I am blind

Empty skulls and frozen bones

A tear left, in my mind.

I\'m reaching for his icecold wing

He took my light away

And now he leads, I dare to think,

Me, on a silver ray.

I have to play with his cruel dice

And hope one day I\'ll win

Make him give me back my eyes

And then... I\'ll play with him.

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Lucretia Aerdo. “Unconsidered Things.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/lucretia-aerdo/poezie/247984/unconsidered-things

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