Never learning the beauty of a breeze
We will struggle to grasp happiness
With hopes and wishes...
All I can stand now is pure fucking darkness
No sun, No sun, No sun
Candles that burn the brightest
are failing to light my way
We are all blind to "his" white light.
My eyes burn and melt like wax
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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