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The Sacred
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes...
As they always claim,
The sacred one always sees it all,
But how true if I still walk in the endless wind,
Gasping on every breath as if it's the last,
Now we see it all forbidden,
The happiness that could be so real,
As if life was existing...
Well I dreamt mysterious dreams,
I believed in love that even a second could be long to relate,
See what happens when you believe in people?
You end up hanging your throat up for the vultures,
The answer to my fate.
Fear told me to run,
Now the streets have become an endless channel,
I long for light but dawn is yet miles away,
I run faster than light but I'm still way behind it,
My dreams are left unfulfilled,
Yet there is a sacred.
© Adelyn Moliepe
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