Burning hate in a lake of love

Burning hate in a lake of love everybody slipping, sliding, falling and drowning in a lake of love on the shores I stand, looking, but not understanding how can this be? everybody slipping, sliding, falling ...

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Some small poems

The sweet scent of death, ripping the soul from body, will I ever come back?... Alone, surrounded by darkness Nothing to do, nothing to gain Feel strange, a new sensation Alone, but not afraid Accusation...

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