Allow me to explain the riddle in me;
“Where thousand words
have broken my bones,
where my past
had to burn my sight,
where no path
could be clear
and where no hope
was in my right.
If I, the personification,
could dream the vivid nights,
than the truth would preserve
the sunset behind my fright.
Endless of secrets linger
over my history, now my presence
senses the downfall with a touch of lost in victory.
To sleep at last I shall open my eyes,
accept the truth and tell no more lies.”
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