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Wine Thorns

Date Written: October 24, 2017
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Every night is cold and dark in me,
i love loneliness and sadness but
there is no one to hear my prayers
i am not free.

I love when silence is my night,
empty bottle with rose thorns deep
in the glass of my life
i would like hope to die.

A tasteless wine poisoned by tears,
i pour it on the stars, is it even worth it ?

Darkness of the light,
feeling so great in the hug of hands
that the death offers, i would like to die.
The life as thing is worths a ****,
but if there is someone you can
cry for, all night, do i really want to die ?

A pointless passion i beg to find,
thorns of wine i drink all night.

I know that life is short,
all my desires i want to lay in you,
but not every night blesses me to,
so i dream.

I am burning till the track ends,
and night turns back into dusk,
im just a fool,
of my heart.

Darkness of the light,
feeling so great in the hug of hands
that the death offers, i would like to die.
The life as thing is worths a ****,
but if there is someone you can
cry for, all night, do i really want to die ?

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