This Gracious Ballad

I can't get along with the world. Again, I can't scream without waking you up. My body, hanging between dreams, resembles the light that gives birth to the best tears and the most exquisite smiles. Before you resurrect the remnants of renunciation in us, go back to my thoughts, find your imagination. The silence is close enough that you can hear the whisper of the desperate stars. The traces of last night still glisten on our lips. Everything good-natured is transformed in the morning into two most important words. Finish this gracious ballad, this time when tears flow despite loneliness. With the return of the sun, hope appears in my heart, carrying sour tears in a basket. I don't have enough strength to resurrect myself on command. I cherish the dream I had the day before yesterday, the longing that passed too quickly. From now on it will be like being in a paradise that we didn't deserve.

KatarzynaKoziorowska

My name is Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska, I am thirty-three years old and I live in Poland (Olsztyn). I am mainly interested in music and poetry. Rock sounds are my source of inspiration. I have published several books, but they are written in Polish,...

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