What some feel as compelling and appealing,
For others, those same things will never do.
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All I see is tragedy and lies,Around me,The World closing inOn me.I inhabit,Empty rooms,Where no TalesOf human frailsWill astound me,Evil winds, tormented gales,Come now, and drown me.
We elected our Noose,
And now we’re All Kaput,Like that German marching Boot!
Sweet is the notion,
And cross every ocean,That ever exists.Sweet is the notion,That Love will be found,And surround,All the Heavens,Till then, tightly bound.Sweet is the notion,That Love will persistWhen all else is gone,And doesn’t exist.Sweet is the notion,So simple, so pure,That Love is Emotion,Of all pain, the cure.
Where does the Wind go
The pain of lost soulsThat have so cried in vainFor the WindAlso cries and howls,With no place to go,Lost in space and sorrows,With today not even turningInto dark tomorrows.Where does the Wind go?When love is torn and narrow,Hit by life’s Inexplicable Arrow,That kills happiness on sight.And where will we go?When the Wind of Love,Is gone…
Will we ever change?
Innocent blood spilled,Drop by drop,Should burn the conscience of all,And we should fight, fight, fight,For no Innocent, ever to be murdered,Fight with all our might,To really become humanAnd finally see the light.
Lovely softness,
Never do we have enoughOf the tenderness of love,Smooth, white feathers of a dove,That should never fly away,But forever inside stay.Love can save and also healBe uplifting, be the seal,Of perpetual happiness,Of a life without regrets.