Laughing is the best medicine

They do.
Showing line of bright white beautiful teeth...
Behind cupid bow shaped lips
And shrilling beautiful voice

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Silent ambient

And something hiding at the corner of prism cell
Playing alone under black cloak
Looking for darkness inside darkness
Searching shadow underneath shadow

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Trijntje Oosterhuis - Fragile

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay

Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will SEE
How fragile we are, how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are, how fragile we are
How fragile we are, how fragile we are

Artist(Band):Sting & Police

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Purple Night Sky

Inspired to wrote this lyric from my previous blog entry. I didn't think about the melody or how it will sound like, but I can imagine its sound very slow, emotional, something like a very sad lullaby.

I watch the night sky above
From where this body lying still
My eyes blinking for once or twice
And it change to purple sky

I know what to believe and what to see
The mind transcend beyond imagination
The sky calling like whisper
I close my eyes and reach out my hand

Chorus

The space curtain falls to my face
And I weep knowing I cannot touch it
The purple ray shine above my head
Illuminate the black dreamy night that once never lit

Dark pearl rains down from invisible sky
The stars beaming faint a sorrow light
My heart numb as I release the silent sigh
Walking down slowly to hinterland where darkness smile bright

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I falls down to the ground countless times
Without guidance and without hope
The rain still falls like crying Elisa
When it will end, when it will stop

I almost lost to the blackness and silents
When the purple moon appear from the distant hill
Majestic cloud surrounding it create a huge sanctum
I ran forward as it give me strength and will

repeat chorus

I wake up from my sleep
Knowing it was an illusion
It was a dream
But every time I look out of the window
I know its real, its reality

by: Shuun

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