Hello There my name is Blackrose123019.
Meeting with the daemons has to wait.
The dream painted in the back of my eyes is fleeting.
Even when you want to live in this world there art any kinds of knives. I hide behind a bandages of fear.Pawing at the ground, all of the light . sinks into hope and Add to with out hesitating, it casts a shadow. Its not the tragic hero that's been captured. Who do I turn to those eyes, feet and hands. I offer to you knowing nothing .I continue to walk this earth, and no matter how many times I have repeated. Meeting people and moving on.Greeting and saying Hello to the masses. People saying welcome without asking for anything in return. That beauty of it violates you, surly you'll be kind in the morning. The continuation of sad days makes labored and staggering foot prints. The map of the world says nothing. The disappearing sad days existed before emerging from the dark. On a road where nothing shines. I cant find the petal in the sand. What can I do with a hand that only loves? I offer you no longer walking, from there is everything you see. Had been painted in betrayal and hatred. Why do they call something so dark a master piece? Good bye the world whispers to you. Although it has already exchanged so much, when it does pain and death multiply. Surly you just sad for now.
The dawn is coming, the dawn. The sun will rise and there will be sun light and hope....
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