Gothica

The land under the waves

Gothica
Emptiness prevails
Over my mind...

I would deny myself, not think anything,
Cast myself in the void,
The wave, slipping fast into it,
Slipping and then maybe living again
In a meadow where there are
Serene people around...

They love me and dance
Finally, there is a light.

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