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Thought of a restless mind.
As I grow, I see many places to live by
I see the true nature of life,
On how doll and peaceful it can be.
But what is life without sorrow?
What is life without dreams of the melancholic soul?
Just a thought of a restless mind.
-G.N.D
Wednesday 27th June 2018 3:15 am
There was once a man.
There was once a man,
charming in the flesh
He fell in love with a woman,
who he described her as a universe with the brightest stars.
She was his dream,
a dream that came close with his reality.
There was once a man,
bewitched with all.
He dare not speak,
for not to ruin all.
He cared for his beloved,
as if she was the heart of it all.
Until he met his dem...
Saturday 15th July 2017 1:30 am
Honey sweet honey
Honey sweet honey,
I see you in my dreams, dear sweet honey.
Good to see you're still jolly,
I can hear you at night my dear dolly...
You still got that melody kicking in dearie,
I can still feel it through you darling.
Got those big brown eyes dashing...
honey sweet honey,
Would you be mine tonight sweet pie?
Do not worry about anything for some time,
I got you covered in my soul tonigh...
Sunday 25th June 2017 6:24 am
Nights are cold
And yet those nights are cold,
without the warmth of another soul.
Having this desire of speaking with the dark,
to urge something to feel...
And yet it remains what it is,
what it is the dream and what it is the reality of the dream.
-G.N.D.
Friday 9th June 2017 3:53 am
Somewhere between places
I've been here before...
Somewhere between places,
somewhere I can't escape.
Tell me.
Does it feel the same or does it feel different this time?
Am I just a memory with no feelings left or am I something you still look for in your dreams?
I may not know and never will...
But maybe not knowing is better.
For me, I am only me.
Something you can't simply replace.
Yo...
Friday 9th June 2017 3:48 am
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