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#jaygold


In this despair...

Deaf hills, listen to our voices
The angry birds have slaughtered our hopes
They have turned our home against us
Our hopeless heart sits under weeping sun;
Because our love detest their hatred hearts

"Love with beautiful thorns;
Bite feelings into thin air
Even, the wood roared at us
So we slept on the forest bosom"

Bless our love;
Oh mysterious leaves with sweet charms
Heal our fainting heart, before death comes
Even though the tales of future are pranks
And our dreams saddens their hearts

Huddling together,
Among meek wolves with starved soul
They are famished but we taste sour
They mock our handicapped love
But dear soil, reward our lame pains

In this despair,
Wet our rainless sky
Shelter our sick love
Let broken bone speak;
Before they raid our innermost strengths


@jaygoldwrites..