A view from behind

Monday, December 30, 2013

From the noise of the winds in the south
you can feel the breeze of sadness
came from the royal family of blue
It brings nerves to the center

Light burned out to the velocity
Vision blurred out by the speed
everything might go well
but your mind plays a trick

The tickle on the nose
And a scratch on the head
at the glimpse you saw it
two hands together

It never became worse until it became a secret
their silence makes them obvious
Their noise turns them innocent
then keep yourself calm
Until the revelation came in

don't entertain the agony
or the pain or the hurt
take heart
bear everything
and the time will come
You're about to give up
someone from behind will save you
and rescue you


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