Lost Words

A midnight leaves, a morning shines and words are still lost

They are trapped to unwritten books to unnamed lines to poems that disappear through days that dry up like leaves in a fall

the world has cuffs without souls without words without feelings

The word is lost in the forgiveness it swirls in the emptiness leaving the world that sadly treat it with nonchalant

Fears and tears spread, they gather, and you see the humans drowning in depress, because the one who nourish their souls

IS LOST

A midnight leaves, a morning shines and words are still lost

You watch them curl up and die and people didn't remember yet

that without words a nightmare will be the world

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