sadness greeps into my heart
its heavy then and cold and dark
this spot of mine you don't want to know
i tell you friend don't go there, "no!"
i lay alone on a cold floor
it is this feeling i adore
when my dark side is wild awake
my smiling one it needs a break
but i just don't sell my tears
oh no. they are all mine for years
they dry on my skin and leave tiny marks
noone can find them not even narks
i look for a hole and jump right into it
just leave me there only for a bit
and when i come out its all over and done
and forgotten and told by noone and none.
Dienstag, 17. April 2007
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