Jun 8, 2010


broken in pieces,
shattered under the sun,
i feared this arising with passion
i hold on to the simple truth under my arm
don't wanna lose this world,
can't give away this song

from my home town
closing the chapters of another stillness
broken into million scarlet
rain drop at my feet
caring every thoughts of my fears into the wind

unending nightmares journeys with her
striking the string with pain
singing her song without passion
without any memory of her home town
of her own personality
but she sang her song with truth and conviction

walking the same way
his word are maimed by way
surrounded by empty nothingness
like a whirlwind tide under a tiring storm
though it memories faded in efficacy
plunging with desired authority
no one looks her way
but heard her whirl under the sun

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