Doing Good


Why does My heart still cry out
Bleeding a bit here and out
Embraced by sorrow and desire
Moving me into a mysterious dire
My mind travels many worlds
Really fast in between this cold hands of emotions

My affection cold asleep
Yet awake in a dreamy leap
The story night call out steadily
It sings songs like hearts readily
Pulsating painfully sweetly like a lip bitten
But unable to stop dreaming

Why am I here again
Lost in this time
Unable to stretch but willing


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