sábado, 17 de setembro de 2011


lost being

Open up your damn blind eyes
See she's surrounded by pain
Grape's like poison in her mouth
That's what she's wishing for
To die without a murderer guilt
Some humanity's left after all
We can't feel her world
Her colorless magic box
What we so call life
Here she is lying on the floor
A starring ceiling pushing her mind away
Can't you realize she's suffering?
Or you can only look to yourself?
All she's waiting for is a moment
An empty moment for nothing to do
Cause she has no ideas of the next steps
So devastated in sorrow
No hopes for tomorrow
Blanked painting hanging on the wall
Don't turn your back on her
Stop enjoying her disgrace
She weakens each passing day
Why doesn't she move away?

She's stuck between time and space
A gift cursed by an unknown
But you know....She still has some light
A fallen beautiful angel
A lost being from heaven
- by me

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