039| Happiness/Loneliness

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Left all alone I cry with
Open fields, sky and stars
None would listen my screams
Escaping is not easy
Lying in the empty dug graves
I smile at oozing out blood
Nailed my arms and legs
Engraved my skin with scars
Sizzling with agony I
Sleep with my only lover, pain

Hearts are wild creatures
Alight up when bound-free
Perfect no one, people
Perfection is hard to receive
In this world full of juries
No one will lead you ahead
Ends will always remain good
Starting always remain bad
See, as you wait, how the sun will set

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