Donnerstag, 8. April 2010

Lost Love

The rain falls in the blood,

my eyes are wide awake,

You were within me,

so deep that I forgot who I am,

finally letting me go.

Spit it out myself.


Not even your eyes I want to see

and yet you're in my dreams,

while I go to the knee,

Please do not be so fond of me,

I do not wipe away the tears

I hate you.

Almost as much as I loved you.

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