00 01/07/2017 16:33
I wake up weak in the morn
and the sky is a grey sheet
going in the rain - in my side a thorn
losing myself in the crowd of the street

Another day in the cage
I live between bore and woe
I feed my time with tears and rage
I can’t live this way I can’t go on

When the evening comes
feel so empty and full of naught
Where are you my shining sun?
Where is the love you brought?

Another day in the cage
I live between bore and grief
falling are the tears on the page
in my hands a withering leaf


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avalon - http://zret.blogspot.com/