If pain could turn into smoke
The sky would go out
The sun would lose its charm
Without light to guide us
If pain could turn into smoke
The blue would fade
All life would turn to embers
In this thirst to cry
Gray returns
The world spins
The door closes slowly
Cold in every corner
There is no way out
It all ends here
If pain could turn into smoke
The sky would go out
The sun would lose its charm
Without light to guide us
If pain could turn into smoke
The blue would fade
All life would turn to embers
In this thirst to cry
No wise person
In the dark path
Running from one end to the other
Without finding a destination
Better to walk alone
Than pay this price
If pain could turn into smoke
The sky would go out
The sun would lose its charm
Without light to guide us
If pain could turn into smoke
The blue would fade
All life
Rated for Mature(17+)
Categories:
PoetryIf pain could turn into smoke
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Summary:
That is a new poem
Written by
Aldo kraas
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