THE WAY I USED TO FEEL…

THE WAY I USED TO FEEL...I am a loner, an idea; a colored soul or a corner of an angel’s heart. I dwell in a grave. I’m innocence, or maybe I seek another companion in Me like a stranger in the journey of life

Am I a fading reality who kissed away deaths ? As I lay on a blank canvas, , leaving behind a new day and a son,

Is it another man’s fate and a black smoke within that weeps,

Love touches beauty : when I write the illusion of personal deception, a beautiful deceive in a moment eternal.
The Last sin I did and my last prayer for my lonely soul when I vowed to dream a little and be born
Am I a broken star or a changed desire… ?

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