forgotten what it is to love
I roamed through the dark lands
not knowing that the end of life
was more near than I could think
striding in the illusion that life
would bring me home some day
I accepted the fact I was alone
and would be untill I was free
not knowing that freedom would cost me
I had to pay for with my life
my wandering soul still here
haunting the past to erase the sorrow
09-01-05
SpinneSchim...: | Zondag, januari 09, 2005 02:46 |
cool dude i like your way of wrichting! no really imprecife wordwar! | |
Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 09 januari 2005 | ||
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