no

no

no clouds up above to keep this heat in.
no love in this world to keep my blood in my skin.
no reason for these feels, but they still appear.
no way in hell to stay away from every fear.
no opposition to push me to reach a goal.
no water in the sink to wash my hands from all this coal.
no feels of gratitude towards my recent preparation.
no need in my heart to feat over upon a celebration.
no other person in this world as warm as she.
no one out there is supposedly as blue as me.
no certainty over every move i make.
no way of loving every single break i take.
no life beyond this oppressive mind i own.
no other brain that i am able to loan.
no other sounds in my head, except for these dins.
no human out there has committed as many sins.

©LukaKorba

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