domingo, 24 de abril de 2011

Flying away

I'm standing here
Watcing the clouds float by
Wondering why the pain never deserted me
The sadness, sorrow, bewilderness that never left
(...the moments of joy I never kept)

I'm flying away

Holding hands with myself
Sharing life with myself
Reaping the loneliness I've sown
In these fields I've always grown
Digging the blackness from my mind
I will die all alone

Im flying away... Im flying alone... Im flying away to my kingdom of loneliness...the rapture of my happiness is something that i have to deal with everyday...I wish i could say die and instantly being dead

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