16/05/2012

misery


Lust, dust and pain,
Sad eyes facing me, teasing me, and terrifying my senses…
Take my thoughts, and drop them into the ocean
There’s nothing left but the colors we set

Slowly became dust, so much misery
Slowly became dust, so much misery

Taste all the rain,
Wet eyes are searching me, closing in, and even crying for changes
Take my doubts, and drop them into the ocean
There’s nothing left but the lovers we feed

(long time ago...)

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