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(Jaksa Ivancevic)
Other side
I watched him again, as I’ve always done,
Always in his sight but away from everyone.
He knows not of my existence, let alone my name
Never tries too see if there is life within this frame.
Everything I do is just the same as he
He doesn’t even care, even though he can see
That as much as I am him, he is also me.
By his actions I’m effected ,
Even though its undetected,
Were in body and soul connected.
Still he doesn’t know and care
Nor is he aware that in front of my stare
His soul is laid bare.
In his eyes are all the cries
And his mouth is filled with lies
Covered in skin as a disguise.
But, even if I know it all, his soul I’ll never sell.
His secrets never tell
For all his sins are mine as well.
And so I’ll watch him till his death,
Watch him as he’s grown
Watch him till his last breath
Which will also be my own…
(And so sang the reflection in the mirror)
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Memento Mori
Memento mori
2
Pearls and Dreams
3
The world a nightmare did devour
And was saved by the dreams light shed
So don't underestimate the power
Of the dreams inside your head.
Mind
4
Again resisting to switch on the light
Tonight I won't, but tomorrow I might.
Conversations
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I avert my eyes towards the Moon that was soon to rise
I finish the dance through and through
And go to see the balconies view
I expected the heavens but instead I saw you
I bow you stand
While I kiss your hand
I rise with the night and you say with the Moon in sight
That you want no lies
Underneath its light
The Moon it glows
The time it slows
And we start a dance that no one knows
My hand your back
Two masks one crack
Under nights cloak too soon to tell
Which one broke and which one fell
No need to mention
Our smiles so clear
While we grabbed the attention
Of everyone near
But who could blame them
For their surprise
How could they have known,
That while they danced the dance of lies,
We would create our own?
And in that dance long and heated
We lost our masks,
We never needed.
To be continued…