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Description
Fragile,
The petals of a broken heart
Suffering is a misconceived art
And I sigh,
I sigh a whisper of agony
Inert, from an endless memory
Drops of solitude invading me
Inside, softly and gently
There is no name for this I feel
I alone, in a joy of mourning
My heart, the blackest morning
It’s some kind of pain
Some kind of love,
The atrophy of a soul.

Fragile, these tears of silence
This grief, this impotent violence
And I try, every day
And I cry, every night
Because suffering is the only thing I do right.

ܤܥ Fragile
ܤܥ © Azereth Skivel

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Description
Fragile,
The petals of a broken heart
Suffering is a misconceived art
And I sigh,
I sigh a whisper of agony
Inert, from an endless memory
Drops of solitude invading me
Inside, softly and gently
There is no name for this I feel
I alone, in a joy of mourning
My heart, the blackest morning
It’s some kind of pain
Some kind of love,
The atrophy of a soul.

Fragile, these tears of silence
This grief, this impotent violence
And I try, every day
And I cry, every night
Because suffering is the only thing I do right.

ܤܥ Fragile
ܤܥ © Azereth Skivel

www.facebook.com/FreeDarkMind