fredag 5 juli 2019

Auberon frequenzy

No perfect ending
It’s written in pain
We have no purpose
We walk on blind
A reality that never rhymes
Fades into that gentle night

In this vortex
Reality unfolds
Frequency of pain
Of all that is obsolete

Eyes open wide
My vision is blurred by tainted tears
This rain of madness crowns
My scares with pain
Clawing shattered hope
Screaming out frustration
This emotional storm
A frequency of pain

Hollow and and obsolete
A dream at it’s end
It’s just a memory
A lingering thought
A crack in the surface
Blood from the scorned
This nightmare is me
This dream is mine

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