Iris Mista Biography

I struggle, I search, I dig, I fight
for light and sweet delight
See and hear the endless flame
of my own deep burning pain
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I am the one, extremely naive
Smothered down in eternal grief
Living streams of endless sorrow
Longing for a better tomorrow
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Whenever a heart is bound to die
no matter the reason, don't ask why
whenever the heart did turn around
making that final splashing sound
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In anger clenched fists
ropes around the wrists
After everything tried
still totally tied
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Convulsions of the lifeless soul
almost unnoticed
behind the veils of dimmed shades
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