Surrender,
surrender,
freedom lies within your bleeding soul.
The birds
are flying below my dreams upon the sky,
laughing at
my careless hope.
Oh hope,
surrender, surrender,
let sorrow
end for never giving up my immortal heart.
I don’t
care for your vanity; I care for your emptiness
scratching inside my morality in dark.
Freedom,
surrender, surrender
you are all
alone now, valleys left in peace of mind
as
forgiveness bites my youth.
You give me
the strength to struggle
the beloved
who became instantly a crook.
Surrender,
surrender, now
there is no
hope in living dead with scattered eyes and holes.
Ugly minds
with broken hands
could be no
use for fools with inhuman goals.
copyright by jenny gkotsi 09-01-2015
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