Ankhagram
Letters From The Past Vol.1
Again
To hear silence...
To feel violence..
once again
To see tenderness...
To be in loneliness...
forever...
i'm killing myself again and again
I die
I cry
I cry
I die again and again
I cry
I die not feeling a pain
I cry
Buried
He lived in home
....Nobody has come to him
He lived alone
....Alone in his dreams and his fears
The life was empty and silent
Lonely as if the moon
He silently cried looking on the dark sky
And wanted to die
The people were souless
....To him and to his life
He lived in loneliness
....Nobody gave him by love
His life was empty and silent
Deprived of any hopes
He silently cried looking on the dark sky
And wanted to die
He is buried alone
In cold grave
....Nobody came
He has found rest
From a pain and loneliness...
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