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Literature Text
Along the pavement, grey and dark
I'm walking, talking to myself
Listening into my heart
Hearing what it has to tell
One hundred words, two hundred thoughts
Three hundred names, four hundred sounds
Wondering if what I sought
I have already found?
Or have I tricked myself into
Believing it was you
Seeking for the perfect love,
Have I become a fool?
I do not know, I have to go
Continuing my way
My spirit suddenly so low
Not knowing where to stay
I'm walking, talking to myself
Listening into my heart
Hearing what it has to tell
One hundred words, two hundred thoughts
Three hundred names, four hundred sounds
Wondering if what I sought
I have already found?
Or have I tricked myself into
Believing it was you
Seeking for the perfect love,
Have I become a fool?
I do not know, I have to go
Continuing my way
My spirit suddenly so low
Not knowing where to stay
For her ♥ As this phase, fortunately, has passed.
© 2011 - 2024 HerrPatitis
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I'm in love with the last two lines.
"My spirit suddenly so low
Not knowing where to stay"
It's so true. When any emotion builds up to much, our spirite sinks and becomes weakened.
And when our spirit is weak or damaged, that is when we are truly lost.
"My spirit suddenly so low
Not knowing where to stay"
It's so true. When any emotion builds up to much, our spirite sinks and becomes weakened.
And when our spirit is weak or damaged, that is when we are truly lost.