White night

WingsI've stayed too long on the better side Too long, now I can see it clearly So, I tried to take my dreams with me And managed to bring them hereWings
Nearly.
Unreal wings of imagination Tied down again by real fear Feathers made of delicate glass Just too weak to fly here
Someday, I'll again dare to dream Maybe it's still worth to try But I want to walk through my life Because it hurts too much to fly


RainListen to the morning rain Watch how the night dies Hear as the raindrops fall Watch how the sky criesRain
There is a whisper among the grass Every raindrop tells you a story A tale about the sun and joy About the darkness and worry
Look at the rainbow in the sky Do not look towards the night Do not worry about the future And it all will be alright


Broken GlassBrightness turned into shades Shattered the dreams have been Sown is slowly the grain of sorrow Covering with ash fields of greenBroken Glass
Illusions made of delicate glass Broken into pieces yesterday Dispelled firmly by real life Miserable shades remained today
There's only the rain of slivers Silencing quarrels and fuss Shining sorrowfully in the sun Like a pile of broken glass
This is my newest work "Suspense"
Would be nice that you come back
Be always welcome
Would be nice that you come back
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The meeting of two persons
is like the contact of two chemical substances;
If there is any reaction,
both are transformed.
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...wait, did I just type that out loud?
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"NO RETURN. NEVER SURRENDER."
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Et quand nous ne serons rien que nous deux,
Que toi et moi, embrasse-moi.
Nous serons toujours aussi amoureux,
Ecoute, c'est merveilleux.
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I do not know English at all....
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~The entire sum of existance is the magic of being needed by one person~
~I watch in return~
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