Woensdag 5 maart 2014
Paradise
my thoughts are so often
captured by expexctations
as if you if you will come by after all
but why does my soul still stay
always calling for its ideal
why do i remain, human, dreams
do i want to forget with pleasure
what has always been
and through my grief
has been eaten up so many times
so that i escape from what has been
and only allocates hope to me
i live the dream of eden
spring of streaming love
it makes me live today
i see the unmistakable beauty
come follow me
to the smiling happyness
Geschreven door julius dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 00:00
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