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Why is everything like it is? Why does everybody say that it's natural?
The rain comes and it goes. Months fly away day after day.
Some days the sun shines and reaches deep within. It's natural.
I still got the feeling its beams are only lights. Illusions never fade away.
There are so many characters living on this place,
sometimes they're still the same. They leave a deceiving smile.
Water is translucent but it will never wash pure. Look at your face,
only your mask will vanish. We cannot hide anywhere, against the style.
Every break in weather is depressing, it's difficult to hold back.
All my thoughts and feelings raise up, they seem to become a strain.
With quietness I cannot cope, can you understand why? It turns black.
Is that the reason to think in strange ways? My body is the only thing to remain.
The rain comes and it goes. Months fly away day after day.
Some days the sun shines and reaches deep within. It's natural.
I still got the feeling its beams are only lights. Illusions never fade away.
There are so many characters living on this place,
sometimes they're still the same. They leave a deceiving smile.
Water is translucent but it will never wash pure. Look at your face,
only your mask will vanish. We cannot hide anywhere, against the style.
Every break in weather is depressing, it's difficult to hold back.
All my thoughts and feelings raise up, they seem to become a strain.
With quietness I cannot cope, can you understand why? It turns black.
Is that the reason to think in strange ways? My body is the only thing to remain.
verfasst: 23.10.2018
~Mandy
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