Monday 30 September 2013

I carry on the light

Just like a noon in a bright day
i'll smile with two twinkle stars
and no matter what you say
you can't cause me any scars

you let me go like i was dust
right before you scorned my trust
did you need to break me down
because someone stole your dawn?

it remains me of the Sin
imperfection, were you mean ? 
but i am Phoenix, made of fire
i wont die cause of desire !

twisted lies - to me that stinks
and your lowered soul felt blue 
diamonds, glitters in your wings
i would sew if you'd be true

my eyes carry on the light
and it's for these that still fear
the sun arises, a day is bright
my sight, rooted in pain, is clear .













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