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My Garden


I look out from window and see how leafs they fall.
I see that sky is empty, no moon, stars.. nothing at all.
I wait that day when sun can rise once more.
I think, my road was too short to walk, and I know..

Leave me be in this garden where I still have my life.
Leave me be in these ruins where is no time.
No pain, no misery, only me and you.
And if I can't survive, here you'll die too.

I look how people are living and pretending.
That they are happy and love is never ending.
So they wait day when fairytales are all real.
I think, my heart is too numb, so how could believe?

Leave me be in this garden where I still can control.
Leave me be in these ruins where love is not real.
No tears, no fears, only me and you.
And if I can't survive, here you'll die too.

Trough the seasons and years, this garden is alive.
These ruins will always remain, memory of my life.
Where all roses are still red, and pain is not real.
And here lies my tomb, my grave, heart's broken seal.

This garden will always remain.
Place where only you knew my name.


c. Joni "Nonno" K