Monday, March 7, 2011

The flow of life

Fatal peace mocks a 
foolish thought
God bless my prayer
It is stuck in my 
heart
Sleep, and why should I
Conscious is the dagger
It was born to kill
all noises that bought
guilt

Water clears as it flows
Thoughts knock in
Eternal within from
all of me that calls its devils
Even that was acquired but
forgotten 
Take me on
I'm drunk and I lie
Even if I tell you
I haven't stopped flowing

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