E luding the darkness in search of your heart
N everending stories to soothen the pain of silence
E mbrace me like a lover's gift
M emorize these words as you drift away in dreams tonight


The hand of the unknown 1-3The hand of the unknownThe hand of the unknown 1-3
Who was she? In all definitions they searched and failed, to see her truth. The people around, that breathed the same oceanic air and lived the same city life. How they could not hear her heartbeats on the rythm of the waves of the Bosphorus. She felt attracted to that which no one could see, she listened to the voice that was solely hers to be heard. In childhood and as a young woman right now, she still saw the colors of life instead of merely black and white, like adults normally do.
The girl that wandered alone in damp pale morning streets... Her hair like b


In whiteness we meet 2-3In whiteness we meetIn whiteness we meet 2-3
''Senem'' ''Senem''... That was all that she remembered when openening her eyes again, her own name. Or was it whispered to her by a soft voice in the distance? As she tried to search deeper into her thoughts and memories it was the only answer that could be found, as if her name was eternally carved into stone in its indefinite meaning. While the blurriness in her sight disappeared and her mind regained consciousness she realised however why her name was echoing like a repeating raindrop.
Breathless and with great disbelief sh


Rain brings dreams and... 3-3Rain brings dreams and washes away illusionsRain brings dreams and... 3-3
In the silence that followed, a thousand thoughts and questions were crawling through her mind like spiders. After the words she just spoke, ''in whiteness we meet'', she wanted to reach out, not with her hand or words, but with her heart, to whomever it was, standing besides her so close, yet so far away. As she turned around to look, there was nothing to be seen, except for the endless white color of oblivion.
To her surprise, the delicate tones and shades on the painting were starting to move now and lose form, they were vividly dancing in fron
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and also,
my connection messed up that day,i couldnt get on later,
ahaha midnight lessons,i didnt mean you,
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