<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=562997" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lyrical Journey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dark circles under her eyes tells <br>The story of many sleepless nights</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anna takes her mama’s knife<br>She says she's sick of everything around</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One wider cut <br>One more scar on her forearm…<br>She bleeds and seeks redemption from suffering</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angel of hope flutters<br>Oh look around… stars; moon and sun all are yours</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She's unmoved and says, <br>Go, go, go away… <br>Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey<br>A long, bizarre and tiring journey</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a sweetheart, <br>Someone she counted on<br>But he said he isn’t ready yet<br>The price of love is excruciating memories<br>Lingering, sticking, ashen memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anna takes her mama’s smokes<br>She says she's sick of everything around</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One deeper drag<br>One more cigarette between her dry lips<br>She puffs and seeks redemption from suffering</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey<br>A long, bizarre and tiring journey</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She hears the ghosts<br>Dancing, tapping and teasing ghosts<br>She locks herself up in the closet<br>Tears falling, trembling…<br>Mama, mama… mama I wish I were you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey<br>A long, bizarre and tiring journey</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another afternoon, another lame beginning<br>In theater she watches her favorite hero<br>Romancing the beautiful… beautiful girls<br>The images dwindles in her mind <br>Like fog enwraps cities, pastures and jungles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anna takes her mama’s keys and drives out of the town<br>She says she's sick of everything around</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One longer drive<br>One more track on the stereo<br>She listens and seeks redemption from suffering</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey<br>A long, bizarre and tiring journey</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ayesha+iSha">Ayesha iSha</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=562997" data-title="Lyrical Journey de Ayesha iSha" data-description="Dark circles under her eyes tells The story of many sleepless nights Anna takes her mama’s knife She says she's sick of everything around One wider cut One more scar on her forearm… She bleeds and seeks redemption from suffering Angel of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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