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L'inevitable La nuit nous enveloppeL'inevitable by ~countcasi
De son ombre envahissante
Et frappe, sans regret, à la porte
De cette pauvre mourante.
Cette nuit sans lune, sans astres
Est, pour ceux du jour précédant
Ce que l’on considère un désastre
Quelle douleur pour tous ces gens!
Cette grande peine est passagère,
Comme est la cruauté de la bergère
Qui, un à un, guide ses naïves brebis
Au pré ou elles perdent la vie.
Chaque jour le vide cruel
Emporte un envoûtant ménestrel
Qui ne craint guère celui-ci,
Mais qui pleure la perte de la vie.
Depuis toujours, nous avons pleuré
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Enlightener Enlightener of the world, light of the free,Enlightener by ~countcasi
I, with all possible admiration, salute thee
And if I could, once more, look upon thy face
I would be in luck, my grace,
For now I see what you are, what you say,
And for whom thou stand this way.
I know, now that I have left thee,
What thou really mean to me.
With thy caring mother's face
And thy loving parent's embrace,
Thou watch the world and listen.
Thou listen to thy billions of children,
And answer only with what thou hold:
In one hand, the guide to the True Gold
And in the other, the numbers commemorate
Thy hosts most cherished date.
Enlightener of the world, light of th
Illumination In the darkness of the night,Illumination by ~countcasi
While seeking light,
I came upon something unusual…
It was my shadow dancing,
On the wall it was prancing and jumping,
And then I saw the flickering source of light;
It was you, beautiful sight…
The glow you cast on me grew and grew
And I kept starring at you.
But then you saw me and, without hesitation,
You fled and left me in my dungeon.
Since that day I've been crawling in the dark
Ever searching for a mark
That your heavenly illumination
Would have left for me to grow my love upon
And one day, maybe I would rediscover the bliss,
That I felt in your glow; priceless jewel that I miss.
Red Sunrise The morning, on sun riseRed Sunrise by ~countcasi
When I rose from my bed,
I can see your eyes
And my cheeks turn to red.
Everything I see
Always does the same thing:
It disappears gracefully
As in my head I hear a ring
Because when my memory blurs,
I know it's an effect of yours.
Anytime I want to look back
At my low grade life
I know my memory lacks
Because I can only feel what injured my heart: your knife
Sta.sh
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The abilities of the body are limited but those of the mind are not.
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I sure as hell don't want to write this, and you most likely don't want to read it. But now it's too late for both of us.
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The abilities of the body are limited but those of the mind are not.