Melancholic fear

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A very well known place is the melancholic fear within

The symmetric system that lays inside one’s simple mind

The end is not the end, the end is the perpetual origin

There is no need for an ethereal place, just a blank space waiting for me behind

The delicate touch of the rain

Not one drop feels the same

Purity reflected in our eyes

The naive can also be wise

Melancholic string singing for the lost one such as me

Take me to a new dream, show me how to love properly

But take me not from my pristine and overwhelming agony

I need it to remind me that someday I was a prisoner and somehow I can be free…

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Jessica says:

    Love it. I like how each lines speaks to me…

    Liked by 1 person

    1. lynyo says:

      Like your beautiful comments, every letter speaks to me

      Like

      1. Jessica says:

        That’s music to my ears cariño ❤

        Liked by 1 person

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