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LAST SONG

How much longer

Will the flowers grow in a dark box?

How much longer

Empty promises

Will grow in the soil of no mans land

Stretched hands are reaching

For words

That have no sense

It is time for

The savage dream

To reveal the pain

Of the bleeding eyes

Everything you have found

A day ago

You can throw it away

Everything you have

Does not belong to you

Everything you received

It wasn't meant to you

Can you hear the voice

Of nothingness..

Can you hear the heart

Beating

If you have one...

I am holding

The broken piece of glass

Inside my palms

This is love

Pure

Dark

Unknown

Precious

The song of a bird that

Stuck on an electric wire

Makes me real....

DARK THEATRE
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