In the twilight of your wounds, your smile hides your sorrow.
Your lost gaze searches for a secret porthole,
Waiting for a dazzling rider, who never arrives.
Only a shadowy embrace,
Bony hands laid forever,
On your stiff shoulders.
In the labyrinth of my mind, darkness and light intermingle. The past is a shadow, the present a battle. But on the horizon shines a light...
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