The walls of the heart

The all of the heart
Are like a red land
The red hills
Are alive forever

But see how it feels
when darken falls
And the heart
Is nothing but leather

The light of the heart
Is a spiritual light
A bird that flies
Like a lantern

But pain is like
A fence of thorns
And love is like
A phantom

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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