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[Mopry]

Sight

grey and black, they're all around
never thought here to come out
eyes are closed to see the light
nor the sun will go so bright

imprisoned in my thinking mind
only unrest I will find
havn't caught the purity yet
hopefully my fate was set

have no future, will go down
away my life was earlier thrown
now I see it bright 'n clear
I will stay forgotten here.

Grade weil es ein Gedicht in einer fremdn Sprache ist, wäre ich von Kritik - insbesondere konstruktiver - sehr angetan. ._."