Perşembe, Eylül 22, 2011
Pazartesi, Eylül 12, 2011
Lost in Redemption
I am a verb without a present form
Forced to fit virtually any sentence
Dripping from lips that were once warm
Fell apart with a sudden repentance
I am neither a pinch more than I was
Nor the ruins of I could ever been
I am a broken mirror, never shined
Tried to indulge itself with a spark
It is never too bright for a blind
And I have just come out of the dark
I am an empty heart without a web
Lost in redemption from a single beat
12_The_Dolls_Of_Boredom.mp3 Listen on Posterous
Posted via email from morg
Kaydol:
Kayıtlar (Atom)