which they can't see
My heart beats yet
it does not feel
My arms reach
for a vapid dream
and deep inside
I feel to scream
How can I fill
this void, this chasm?
Life now transparent,
a cruel phantasm
Copyright 2007 Beatriz Oliver
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| My eyes seek that which they can't see My heart beats yet it does not feel My arms reach for a vapid dream and deep inside I feel to scream How can I fill this void, this chasm? Life now transparent, a cruel phantasm Copyright 2007 Beatriz Oliver |
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