Sunset of Thoughts
I looked at the sky
While the train passes by
The different hues that caught my eye
Signaled that the day is about to die.
I then asked myself why
Does the heart sometimes lie
Because the world had answered me with a sigh
And the reasons are preparing to fly....
Away from me, away from my disintegrated mind
As if they were thwarted and confined
And now want to escape from being denied...
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