These nights! Ruthless, assassins my dreams
These moments! Scanty with no reasons to live
I ended up like nothing, was just left alone
And in the end, I am all alone with nothing inside me
Memories of mahogany dreams of relishing silver nights
A darkness of enchanted holy nightmare, all evoking chimes
The rain bird sings songs of a delayed prophet, at the end
And the chocking one lies on the floor, numb and cries
Control of emotions, when thee barely control thou
Yet shall I be recalling my father, scanty eyes reciting
An epic of a paramour, remained stoned in ashes of time
Nevertheless these ruthless world assassin my dreams forever
THEY ALL KILLED MY DREAMS
Why just negative things? Can't you write something cheerful? whatever you write is my favorite.
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