Gedichte / Poems – Page 24

High Noon kurz vor Vier

Eine Minute vergeht
Ich lasse sie vergehen
Noch eine
Ich häufe Sekunden an

this is just the beginning
i keep telling me this
promising to be alive
all my life

Keep pretending
To be praying
For the lost souls

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trusting the mind spinning
spirrals wander under the trees
treason is a kind of reason

My duty is
Finding a beauty
Ful way of living

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barking on the street
while it’s still bright
no human in sight
but the other one

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non est aliud
quod volui dicere
sit aliquid relictum
quod nescio quomodo oblitus