Wullien Thang

I want to travel to France
To visit the tower of Paris
The one people called so much Eiffel.
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Try a little control on a twitch
turns into a pressure, into a deep scratch
nails digging on skin to repress,
all these emotions, mixed and going
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And I didn't want to hear it again
I didn't want to continue listening because it hurt so much
while tears came out one by one
running down me face
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Flared up nose
Awakened memories
Sweet past home
Bangs of pain
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I don't want the sun,

I don't want brightness,
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Loosing perspective, loosing sight
My heart wrenches at the agonising grief
Shedding tears at the reluctance to die
Oh, where did all the time go?
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I wake up without wanting to wake up
I remember the words so clearly
Go outside, go and breathe
And come back and do what you need to
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Open mouth
Teeth sinking in
Chewing the dough
It’s a cake but it’s bitter.
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It was late at night
And my soul sobbed
Now the sun doesn’t want…
Doesn’t want to rise anymore.
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Poor Earth! Poor of you
For you to have to presence
The evil and fake magnificence
Of greedy kings and leaders
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You can’t look at me
I’m not at your sight
And there are tears in my face
Tears that worth nothing
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It’s the feeling that you’ve been left behind
When you have fear to step onto the ground
Because you don’t want to leave your trace
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Through the huge crystal of the window
Where it fuses as a sliding door in the balcony
The orange-red-yellow windy light of sun
Enters into the hall from where the beach is calm
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The time where I wasn’t born yet
The time when the world was so beautiful
The time where I should be born
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There is the red-marron roof for peace
Where the end of the world lies on that hill.

My childhood is stored on the roof
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Hatred grown from below
Evil hatred getting bigger
Hatred emanated from bad fear
A fear that corrode the inside
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My love is never worthing anything
is a trash you can throw everywhere
I'm never worthing anything as a result
People think I'm sh't
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Poor my little dog
he likes to play, I don't have time
he wants to jump, bothers me
he wants to run, there's no space.
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An alternative time,
some different universe,
never known enough,
but like if always knew.
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Since i arrived, they were so happy
One sweeping, the other too
so helpful, so precious
One didn't kept his look away
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