..."Here I stand, helpless and left for dead. Close your eyes, so many days go by. Easy to find what's wrong, harder to find what's right.
Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight? Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight? Trembling, crawling across my skin. Feeling your cold dead eyes, stealing the life of mine. I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies. I won't last long, in this world so wrong"...

Dream of forgotten

8. ledna 2013 v 15:16 | Little Wolf |  Stories

Dream of forgotten


Like soft wind caresing the skies,
gently freely,one who never dies.
Like touch of an angel with fire in hair,
so pure my maiden fair.

Under the veil of broken dreams,
crushed by the weight of yearning,
Lie to the tomb of hopes which she keeps,
here, where the time is dying.

Like picture in the water seen,
Lost is hope, lost is dream,
When steps in grass I hear no more,
When opened heart is, but locked the door.

Like the winds which's crossing skies,
strangling thy hearts, kills thy nights,
and thou, your breath, shiny eyes,
tears have fallen, in silence dies.
 

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