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| deep inside the darkest night is drinking in the light from pinholes pricked, holy needle knicked in a canopy of white i´m alone, i´m alone and i´m beating my soul to make it bleed a drop of hope then i´ll drink it up in a golden cup and let it grow inside and i fear that you´ve gone away but you must be somewhere near the fire fades so the deepest shades slowly trickle down the wall in a room i hide will i come outside and have some kind of fall all my words, all my words they have lost all their worth nothing´s good enough for anyone and the look on my face leaves a subtle trace of the change that is to come Visitas: 149 |
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