Amir Foroughi - Decrepitude

Again no remorse or sorrow
No scream of butterflies for tomorrow
No words of motion
No glances of emotion
Trace of hope is the felon despise
Oceans of tears growing in eyes
Steeped in freedom of loneliness inside
No god here to relive to subside
Strings of heart torn
By strings of music fires to be born
The tranquil chaos in the rain
Laying naked under arrows of sustain
Oh on the lap of hell
To go in the alleys with a broken bell
Live is to try harder
To get lost farther
At last to fail
To look at death and blissfully hail
Hail death
Adieu life

Amir Foroughi

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