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stained, looking at my hands
i talk with these lines
it's not the answer
i'm crying and i now i know
looking the sky
i search for an answer
so free, free to be
i'm not another liar
i just want to be myself...myself

and now the beat inside of me
is a sort of a cold breeze and i've
never any feeling inside
ruining me...
i Bring my body
carry it into another world
i know i live...but like a stone i'm falling down

damned, looking into the sky
i can feel this rain
right now it's falling on me
fly, i just want to fly
life is all mine
some days i cry alone,
but i know i'm not the only one
i see that another day is gone
i don't want to die...
please be here when i arrive, don't die... please.

September 19, 2004 | 7:36 PM Comments  0 comments

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