Through the light
Through the light
suddenly comes the truth.
It isn't as beautiful,
as exciting,
as happy,
as "true"
as I imagined.
It comes from the darkness,
from the evil heart,
from the evil mind,
from my weakness and my foolishness.
It comes from the bottom of the unexistent kind heart
that I thought existed.
My fault, my mistake,
an error...
and the consequence is all mine.
2 Comments:
Won't you ever get tired of writing lovely texts that make me want to compose music for them?
Girl, when I get back a place to put my keyboard, well be the new "Lennon & McCartney" duo.
Mario: I'm glad you like the poems that I write. In fact, I don't think I'm that talented, but it's good to know that someone likes the things that I do ;)
Lennon and McCartney? Wow. Fantastic ;P
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