you took my eyes, now beauty is gone
you left and leave no trace to embrace
shining rays, no light, no grace
how can pain stop the rain?
He's into poetry again. He hides his smile once more, gazes at the sable parts of the room and wears his black shirt again.... He's in a state of dreary, plunged into desolation. He stares at the picture of memory and puts his thoughts running again.... He is looking for something. He wonders and lays on his bed, works hard to deceive his sentiments but the tick tocks keep increasing....
Phobia
you took my eyes, now beauty is gone
you left and leave no trace to embrace
shining rays, no light, no grace
how can pain stop the rain?
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