quinta-feira, novembro 24, 2005

*Even in Death*


I took their smiles and
I made them mine. I,
I sold my soul just to hide the light.
And now I see what I really am,
A thief a whore, and a liar.
Im numb to you - numb and deaf and blind.
You give me all but the reason why.
I reach but I feel only air at night.
Not you, not love, just nothing.
Try to forget you, But without you I feel nothing.
Don't leave me here, by myself.
I can't breathe.
I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.

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