A New Morning

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more than ever
your vulnerability
freaks me out
your deep wisdom
I can’t fathom
I feel you more than ever
your strength to dare
to become yourself
deep inside we know
we are free in ourselves
I know I can’t hold you
I don’t try it
but no other city can give you
a home
like no other person can do
love grows only in freedom

I would like to tell you so much
about my love to you
but I don’t want to spoil it
indeed the more open you become
the more you are a mystery to me
and now I have to wait
I don’t know for what
maybe for a new morning
and another one
for other months and new opportunities
longing to forget you
that someone else finds my heart
that I can live again

Empty Eyes

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you only see the stars in darkness
the blues in empty eyes
a frozen laugh is dropping down
from wounded lips
pretending to be funny
feet are like concrete
carrying around
a pumping bloody piece of shit
tortured by time
can’t believe
the sun setting up today
or ever again
try to go on rationally
but my brain has becoming useless
disarmed by my heart
what the fuck is going on