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The way it was before
I only ever worried—
about love lost
and love found
about love given
and about love profound
The way it was before
I only ever sang—
songs of freedom
and songs of pain
also the songs of angels
and songs of quiet disdain
The way it was before
I only ever saw—
dying sparks
and others' toil
also their lonely lives
in their lonely soil
But in the present
I only ever wrote—
about crushed dreams
and endless demise
about aimless groping
and about shining lies
In this scalding today
I only ever reflected—
how times flow
and how times changed
how fleeting the days were
and how I got estranged
So I look to heaven
and only ever wanted—
peace I had to be back
in my arms once more
so please, help me go home
to the way it was before
YOU ARE READING
a symphony of stars, a cacophony of wishes.
Poetry❝𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯❞ ˜"*°•˜"*...
