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1 more than this ∞



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Will you try again?
One more time 
One more than this infinite 
This infinite of questions in your mind
Once again will you try ?
Hear me cry?
One more time.
One more than this infinite 
When I will choose to stay quiet,
light and far away from your bright.

Will you try again?
Let your mind shout inside my brain.
One realistic, one saving the other brain from the emotionless pain.

One more time?
Once again, than the infinite
The lost clouds over my decaying sight,
blaming me too.
To have stared longer than you should,
at those cruel eyes.
That froze my light, to let me die
To not think about the lies but the truth hiding in deny.

Will you try again?
Push my walls into glass grains
Throw my demons in vain
Cry me out walking through a dark lane
To the Life he Lives
To the Life I lie
And to live through me without any gains
To the the vessel that only drains,
 the optimism on my desert of blame.

Will you try?
One more than the infinite.

_S.K


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"Pouring out my heart to a stranger,
But I didn't pour the whiskey."

_T. Swift






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