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Hope To Be Loved. by The Given Heart.
Arrival was not even in your mind,Even though you did.Your first melody made things to bind,Above all your mother found it splendid.Relieved from the pain;She became a smiling fountain.Satisfied by the power she had lostWhen she was about to give up on you.Terrified she was by the sudden loveShe sensed overflowing for you.Make everyday worth…
Awakening Shadows.
Just a moment ago Dusk was handing out wonder, Then darkness came without an invitation like ego. Beauty still lies in the cabinet of memories to ponder About when we can feel the light again. Still me thought, we dragged ourselves like a bargain Inside this sticky mess that can turn Into a testimonial message…
Are You To Avenge? By The Given Heart
Sincerely requested to changeOur inner skins that never felt defloweredOver and over hanging out with they that infringeNest after nest as a jest — so wicked. Enough is nonexistent amongst these descendentsThat we love when they fail to improve.The King remains on the throneThe King does not think of Himself alone. Willingness in us is…
Out Of The Blue. by The Given Heart
Without a single clue; As one declares oneself as a fool, Right there in the middle of a town Nearly unfair to one’s flammable mind. Imitating the afar and nearby street; Not hearty to one’s foe — so unkind. Golden is wearing the wary crown.
Seven Moments. by The Given Heart.
The smell of true comfortIs just an imagination amongst usThe children of self imprisonment.The meaning of life;Is only a crazy theory that was paintedWithout a direction of action.We hide behind our devices of deception,Torn are our man-made hopesEveryday like nothing but a series of pain.We can agree with ourselves to drainAll the self blame.Time is…
Bound Dancing. by The Given Heart
I smile in my open prisonI muse hard for a short timeThen I smile again.Thought intertwines asCorpus callosum shakes softly,I smile in chains.I have to free my soulAs my oppressors happy without knowledgeOf the better; I smile for the later.
Just Breathe. by The Given Heart
When the pressure comesLike a stampede of refusing what your nose is nodding to,When life seems so heavyAs you try to exist among the living crewWhen you start feeling sleepyWhen you are not supposed to. Remember the momentsThat made today.Smile and appreciateRotating the pure airIn and out; slowly. Appreciating starts when you inhale,Conquering begins when…
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