Saturday, February 7, 2009

How's it going to change my eyes


Undying love is what we had
unforgettable; everyone called me mad.
Sinking into the ground that cold october day
I couldn't believe you were just taken away.

For along time i cried to the walls
found some strength, but it turned on me
Sinking like a stone
to the bottom of the Pacific.

I sailed a while, it helped me cope
the waves were calm, the moonlight bright
and the breeze reminds me of a fimiliar hand
it's the scared, they're the ones who're  forced to stand.

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