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I miss the dead ones

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For how long the world likes to play the strings of human soul? must be a long long time ago. Not knowing that every little creatures cry, would be someones tears in the future so, if the universe works indeed in mystery, I guess, this is how it’ll play to thee; it goes: for oceans there’s water, for distance there is number, the low for the high, There’re some who walks, some chose to fly and then somewhere so far, for me, there you are, another born pillar made mortal, for the earth made of stars

From Z for A The invisible thread between two people (via artyprose)

Sing,sing little bird...sing to the sun so it would rise again

Sing to humans world ...that wars ravage again and again

Fly, fly little bird...fly to the edge of the sky

Fly on top of humans thoughts...filled with rage and lies

-What do you see when you close your eyes?

-hmm nothing...and you?

-...I see emptiness,I see darkness,I see tears,I see my fears,I see the demons that the night has wrestled,I see the lives that people has wasted...I can see the world,but do you know what I can't see? Its sanity and humanity

Words can hurt you,but silence will kill you