May 15, 2008


It touches you, it makes you belief
It hurts you, it makes you grief
Never the same, do you stay
Searching I go, for a hope of ray.

I can’t stop; I have to go on,
Time never waits, forgive me for my cons.
Lost in the world, faced by the truth,
Fooled by the fake, I learned from my mistakes

You, Me, I are all dream.
I wake up, when tears scream.
I lie died, I see around me
I have gone, and I wondered why carrying are we?

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