Chameleon
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Silently
I am walking on
hollowed ground
Am I walking?
I seem to fly.
Birds all around
mewhispering, gazing
Suddenly a voice or two
I turn aroundand
hardly can believe
in what I hear
in what I see
The Nightingale
talks to stone,
to a beast turning
red
and
green
and
blue
"I'm alive"
says the bird,
"I'm alive in here ",
The Chameleon smiles
It's fate
is it's youth,
never loved before,
never shared a tear
Darkness fills the air
and I realize
I do not fly anymore
No Chameleon,
no Nightingale,
no voice
Over there,
the riverside,
a bridge
On the other side
I see flowers
Everynow and then
a flower on the way
slowly getting pale,
slowly recovering
Beasts crawling, sneaking
silently weeping
but I don't seem to notice
Blue as I used to be,
till I found you
It's the Chameleon
never responding
silently nodding,
but never
spending a tune
Never
let someone in,
as deeply
as you did with
me
It's the
Chameleon
never responding
silently nodding,
but never
spending a tune
Is it worth a try
or will I drown?
What better way
to die
in search of life?
As I step on,
a CrushI drown,
I die
Happy though...
Happy not to have
let a thing in life untried
a last view to
The
Chameleon
never
responding
silently
nodding
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