viernes, 14 de agosto de 2009

Curse

(I)Wake up every morning,
hopping you to be there,
begging for mercy
to the endlessly day

My reflect told me
I shouldn't be here.
Watching him
hanging himself

Nightmares appear
Surround my view.
Whisperin. Yelling.
Telling me I've nothing else

All the world disappear
In front of your eyes.
Shining. Claming.
my heart into your chest.

I can hear you
I can feel you
Despite the shadows
I try to reach you

And my "me" pull me down.
Chasing ghost of my dreams
My hands aren't tied
And yet I don't move

I promise you,
this is the last time,
believe me when I told you
It won't happen again.

I can't live like this...
This is, trully, the last time...
'cause I won't hesitate no more...
This is, trully, the last time...

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