By Alexandra / Nasteski-Garbulinski

I took a quiet walk
through the alleys of my soul
and lost myself, again,
in the darkest of them all.

This alley, quite dark,
resembles a museum hall,
my modern art
my broken hopes hang on the walls.

I took a quiet walk
to tell myself a lie
to share it with this alley
...and the dark sky.

"I do not remember you,
just someone's hands through my hair.
Does not resemble you,
like sorrow smells the air."

Dawn suprised me
bringing light,
took my griefs
and threw them into the night.

Morning in my alley
embracing the day...
in a very special way.
Like we have never
been apart.

Daylight all around me.
Midnight in my heart.
for him... for he is the one.
for only him I love-
the knight of my heart.

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