the dark of the night
the one i don't despise
that slight light
in an impossible height
and as i try to reach it
it tries to slip
past me
but i believe
that i can reach
it and seek
some happiness
and gain some defence
in this unfair chess
my the match is a mess
played by this nut case
with an almost numb face
and as he memebers a trace
of a human face not so far
that war
inside him subsides
and in that moment of peace some might
returns to him
somehow the battle now doesn't seem
to be that impossible now
not a clown
anymore he feels
not gonna kneel
anymore to the fate and mind shit
cause that face brought him some peace
that moon, halo around it
reminds him of her
that girl with some curls
in her hair.....
-yakaa: jujaan
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