Mina Mousavi

Oh my beautiful angel

Come down to earth
...

You are still the same weird feeling
Which is always in my inner side

I never understood what to call it
...

In the darkness of his heart,
Captured by aversion of eyes,
Floating in nightmare dreadfully,
Drawn in vanity of world.
...

I want to die,
Not for being alone.
I want to die,
Not for there is no love.
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Alienation toward gaudy world around,
Have to suffer from not being loved.
Never perceived superficial disturbance,
Which people endeavor to conquer.
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Waterfall of my tears

Pours on my cheeks now
...

I get lost
In horizon of your eyes
Far, out of reach
Close to the end of life
...