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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

Altre opere di Liliane...
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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Weary

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

Words are slipping away From my lips Flooded with emotion I am As the mirage finally came to life
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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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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Hurt

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

Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes
Turning point

Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known
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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Just a pinch of magic

A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
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Sweetheart

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