This time, a land of void
is it worth writing for?
where facts covered with gleams.
is it worth reading for?
where bloodstains been published.
is it worth singing for?
where lies undoubtly lives.
is it worth dancing for?
where melodies turns to shouting.
is it worth looking for?
where vast landforms starts to fade like ashes.
is it worth living for?
where you can do nothing but to die insane.
is it worth loving for?
where going away is always been needed.
So. is it worth dying for?
where people tend to sleep rather than
be awakened by hope.
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poems of mine
Poetrythese are the true feelings of mine. votes and comments are not really important. as long as you read it, its more than enough for me:) so thanks! it means a lot.
