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Liliane

Liliane

At the crossroads

No direction
No certainty
Only questions
I Wonder what will come next
My thoughts are fidgeting all around me
In a deafening din
I am lost
Looking at my future
Or maybe ours?
So I sit and I wait
Powerless
Hoping Destiny will Never do us part

Otras obras de Liliane...
Atlas

Pain radiates from my shoulders As I am carrying the whole world I imagine others hurting Like it could ease my pain But it won’t ever go away
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Lost

How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment
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Origin

He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
The water falls

The water Falls in a mellow harmony Helping me to clear my mind And direct the current of my thoug… I close my Eyes
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Mnesmosyne has failed me

Memories are gone I thought I’d feel relieved But there is a void in my heart A weight in my chest I thought forgetting you would hea…
Hope

Every night I wonder Will you ever be my knight? It would make my heart pound To know that you’re mine The two of us flying, freed fom ou…
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Turning point

Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known
Weary

There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
Sweetheart

Sunshine, Driven by Helios through the Sky In a golden chariot To the sole purpose Of illuminating my life
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Narcissus

Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
Bad temper

The Lily of the Valley Blossoms beautifully Its fragance is light and fresh But poison runs through its veins, A dark side it surely hides
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Awakening

Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted
A gift from Cupid

Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
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Oezys

Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?
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Hurt

Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering



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