Lost time
Lost summers
Forgotten meadows
Forgotten meaning
An empty place
A lonely void
Outside summer
Inside winter
I was never meant to flower
Just being here
Letting life pass me by
While the lilacs blossoms
Gravel and Dust
A Trapped Enigma
The night is not dark
More blue and filled with errors
This is the twilight zone
A place for melancholy
And desire
Long gone memories returning
To the land of the dead
Fear and frozen fingers
Silence and mosquitos
Only the tiny creek
Provides some distracting noise
Listen, listen
Because you will not hear
Anything
Unless you are humble and patient
The forgotten gods is almost gone
Still present in the
White summer night
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The fourth night
I could not take it anymore
Eating pills and drinking
Did not help
The angels had told me Gods will
And I just had to obey
Living others life at night
And my own life at the day
What an awful way to spend ones
Time feeling other peoples pain
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