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Brilliant / Formidable
It sparks as a soft sunbeam That comes to terms With my bittersweet Mess It’s nothing, nothing more Than a felt heartbeat Than my empty head Relieved From running pressure Demanding beliefs Ready to Let go The burdening load Its flashing shadows Like a heavy ghost Remains In my mind, there’s always room For worst case scenario The neverending blame That fits Every inch of my spirit Is full, fed up with details Of a struggle lost in time But I found a way To wake my sor
Martin Perrin
24 nov.1 min de lecture
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