junho 05, 2004

Despair in the meaning of losing ...

26 abril 99

To the child within,
To the silence that keeps me digging seashells in your empty hands,
To the teardrops scenes i can't stop streaming from your sweet eyes,
To the blank page i've become ...
A never coming back ...
No need to give up,
No wish to hold on,
What will make us cry ?
The picking up pieces ...
A lack of anything to say ...
Despair in the meaning of losing the one ...
The hate in the meaning of being the one ...
I draw a thousand mistakes across the darkened sand ...
Just to erase all the pain like an exorcising wave,
In no need to rush ...
To die ...

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