Realizations of the fury of fire.
Never,
wasn't the word we wanted to hear,
When all that was left to us,
ended up in fear.
I love you,
is the moment we exclaim,
the weapons at the door,
for unconditional surrender.
I believe in,
is the reason we hope,
in something to keep,
among the castles in our hearts.
between hope and fear,
is what we want to hear,
in the secret chambers,
of our minds.
Then why does good governance,
ends up in tyrany again?
If only to wake up the burning heart,
to blaze it all down for a new start.
wasn't the word we wanted to hear,
When all that was left to us,
ended up in fear.
I love you,
is the moment we exclaim,
the weapons at the door,
for unconditional surrender.
I believe in,
is the reason we hope,
in something to keep,
among the castles in our hearts.
between hope and fear,
is what we want to hear,
in the secret chambers,
of our minds.
Then why does good governance,
ends up in tyrany again?
If only to wake up the burning heart,
to blaze it all down for a new start.
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| Auteur: sniperium | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 november 2024 | ||
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