Earthmange
Quercus
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Souls disappear into the ground
Bodies fall to the ground
Trees turn into soil
Houses sink into their foundantions
Only dust rises to the skies
Only the foul black smoke
Only a spiritless mirth leads the people
Who forever lost their virtue
Each of my shades engraved a scar into a wall
Each of my tears unified with another into a pool
Each of my thoughts is as one with the earth
Each of my pictures is its own shade
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When i am painting the skies on my picture
I waste black colour
As i would like to have it above my head
All i see disappears
Filled with bitter anxietly hatred
Soul and emotions ignored
Only the omnipresent sorrow