Thursday, March 16, 2006
PLEASED IRONY
I'm dying, I'm crying (three times)
it takes me down, crashes me down...
i ask why to believe in things
I cannot see, they're not in my mind,
and what's the matter to continue without dreams nor smiles.
my life is crashing against
a sea of anger, a wall of danger, the strange or a stranger.
and what's the matter to continue without dreams nor smiles...
a shadow has taken my place,
a shadow has taken my friends.
no suicide... need some help.
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