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  Mar 3 Vianne Lior
Traveler
I write from my heart
Whenever it bleeds
While running through the fires
Under my feet

I carry the guilt
That wakes you in the night
I could never back down
From a losing fight

I take for granted
The setting sun
I believe we'll see
A brighter one!

The day shall shine
Upon lost souls
I write from my heart
Because I know!
......
Traveler Tim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCWI-t6Etes
  Mar 3 Vianne Lior
Sebastian
Cars pass by
Relentlessly
One goes, one comes
Taking turns.

Some might stay
Perhaps an hour
Maybe a couple of days
Some might be flawed
Broken parts
Troublesome
Time-consuming
But they work just fine.

Maybe a quick fix
So that it lasts a little longer
One more mile
One last drive.

…this isn’t about cars.
There she was
Walking in the light
Disguised as an angel
Near the lake
Of shining waters
While her hair
Smells like an old flower
In the moonlight

There she was
Peeking through your dreams
While you close your eyes
In her lullabies

There she was
Singing in the light
Like an ocean's roar
In the night

Close your eyes
She's now leaving
In the quiet sound
Of the night

Close your eyes
She's an angel in disguise.
It was a poem first, before I turned into a song.
The flowers knew it was their end

The flowers knew their life was short

There was no way through

The flowers knew their way through

The flowers knew their way to the end

They knew it was worthwhile

They smiled to the end
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