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ECZ

DECEIVE

I, an insane lover
Keep on counting stars
‘cause she request’d me
To count all the stars
Afore she left me;
 
I, Only knew
With someone else
She already has gone
When the cold wind
Hit me on the side
Where she was before;
 
I, trust her blindly
So she took advantage
From my straightness
an’ ran away deceiving me;
ECZ||Tue 11 Jul 2017

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REVIVE

No leaves of mine are dead. They are alive—have a few breath; After the detachment, In Long winter of my life, The flowers you planted in my gard…
WORLD OF WORDS

I live in the world Where words flow In the rivers; I live in the world Where words rain
TELL ME BABE

Tell me babe What should I say To those innocent feeling Who are waiting you Placing their chin
DO LOVE

Do love To the stone It will overt into God Do love To the river
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BEAUTY MAKE ME COLD

No longer The rainbow can Pervade my heart With full of joy; No longer
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A RAPPORT WITH THE NATURE

Let the strands of moon Fall on the snowy moons of yours. While the Lunatic wolfs, From the distant hills, hauling at the Moon.
The Landscape of Life

Life is More or less Like the paintings Of Vincent— Mysterious,
FOOTFALL

Upon The darkling sky Scattered with million stars I solemnly Was walking there.
Diverged World

Gracy’s world and ECZ’s world Are diverged out of limit Now; The air ‘at palpate the jo of mine Will no more come to touch me; Innocent mind of mine
PAIN IS THE RAIN

Pain is the rain So don’t worry Ya’ll get yo’ beautiful life Again and again ; Once,
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FOR I HAVE TO ENERGIZE MY SOUL

FOR I HAVE TO ENERGIZE… I would be somewhat okay Or might be invalid, If I mapped “Mister ECZ” In your suffocating coordinates.
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I AM A LIAR

I lie: Afore the beginnin’ of the… I lie throughout the day. I lie throughout the night. I lie even while dreaming . So I am a liar, a great liar.
The Hope of an Orphan Flower

There is a little flower Somewhere Inside my forsaken heart. Barely breathing, And, It has no fate to bloom.
WITH A WORD:SORRY

Have you ever thought How my life would After you leave me?? It’s easy, For your lip To say “sorry”
SHE

On the canvas of blue She blooms an’ dances; In every five minutes She chang’d 'er appearance ; Making the world cold



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