Feel Şiiri - Demir Zengin

Darkness to the light
Walking through,every morning at love o'clock
Eyes blind as blind
Yet,you are a fever
What if not the respawn of our bodies we see

In the cell of the mind
Your own prison you made
Lost in hope,hope in lose
You are you whose the sound you hear

Wake up where you hide from
No need to hide anymore..
Out and around,
you smell the scent of burn and mould
Breath in the wind of dark dread

Covered in white,you are a cloud
Turning around the savior light
Likely to hold just in the middle..
Of the script,at the beginning
Lacking of short-cuts of life
You are you who feel the sun

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