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Into the storm
There is a darkness with one arm
That has conquered this city.
There is a soundless alarm
That has been full of pity.
There is a night resumes its reigns…
And room without windows.
There is a fear in frozen veins
That leaves unwritten symbols.
There is a wall that hides from light.
There’s door without handle.
There is a creak in broken flight
That scared itself with sandal.
There is a darkness with one eye
That has conquered its madness.
There is a fear that wants to cry
Because of being endless.
There is… It could have been so sweet,
It has become so bitter.
There is a storm that tries to split
Its ears with windy whisper.
There is a night resumes its reign,
And room without windows.
Perhaps, it is a sweetest pain
That leaves unwritten symbols.
Espoo,
7.10.2009
That has conquered this city.
There is a soundless alarm
That has been full of pity.
There is a night resumes its reigns…
And room without windows.
There is a fear in frozen veins
That leaves unwritten symbols.
There is a wall that hides from light.
There’s door without handle.
There is a creak in broken flight
That scared itself with sandal.
There is a darkness with one eye
That has conquered its madness.
There is a fear that wants to cry
Because of being endless.
There is… It could have been so sweet,
It has become so bitter.
There is a storm that tries to split
Its ears with windy whisper.
There is a night resumes its reign,
And room without windows.
Perhaps, it is a sweetest pain
That leaves unwritten symbols.
Espoo,
7.10.2009
