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draganbozilov
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Longing for wasteland's hours..

You

You,

frightened and inforced

to life that no one knows,

turmoil on your shores.

You,

wrap yourself in blue now,

and break the flower dome,

make your way back home.

You,

scattered in two now,

through riots of your emptyness

and far beyond.

What happened to you in and out?

What happened to you my bound?

Longing for wasteland's hours.

What happened to you my vow?

Go,

some flowers grow unknown,

to stranger's eyes below

torn with no remorse.

And go,

to life that no one knows,

until the answers goes

around and round they float.

So go,

forever wrapped in blue,

far from the worlds truth,

through wreckage of your youth.

What happened to you in and out?

What happened to you my bound?

Longing for wasteland's hours.

What happened to you my vow?

The end,

no it's not the end,

until your eyes still stand,

reckless and unbend.

You,

wrap yourself in blue now,

and break the flower dome,

make your way back home.

You,

protect your soul from ghouls,

glancing at the moon,

that day will come soon.

All that happened to you in and out.

All that happened to you my bound.

Longing for wasteland's hours.

All that happened to you my vow..

Dragan Bozilov

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