BEHIND THAT DOOR
Sometimes it is not true
It doesn’t begin from where it ends
The soul of the mighty
Wanders in the waters
The roads are never blocked
The doors are never locked
The truth never stops
The one that ever hops
Shadowed by the ghosts
Ties your hopes with ropes
But still I wonder
Is it better to follow?
Or it has always being a cliché of rides
My choices are never convinced
Of what I may pick
You are the gods of your roads
But why not fly?
I realized I always had wings
It’s just that I never dared to swing
I want to make my own roads
But she never stops
And I still wonder..
The heart of the devil
Is it red or black?
The clouds that instill
The truth of lies
I never knew what was behind that door
Even when it was left open
I never knew who you were
I never knew who I was
I never knew the ways
Which unconsciously lead my heart.
The beginnings never have an end
The turns never meet
The tears of sorrow go into void
Dried of what they were denied
I never knew what happened
The leaves never went yellow
The kites never died
The winds still whispered
The whites of reasons
In my dreams I see a river
I follow your prints
In the truth of lies
The fear that why we met
This leads to a broken mirror
All I know for once
You did catch my ball
You were the one who sung my song
And cried by that tree
I did lie to you and I always will
But the truth is
You were, are and will always be
My destiny..
awesome...
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