Freitag, 4. Juli 2014

The Hunt

Where do I run
how can I hide
lost between the hollow tree´s

calling in all despair
crawling beneath the lines
so frozen in those memories
of mine

I can´t see through the wind
that burns within my eyes

where should I run ?
where should I turn ?

When all you left is broken glass
piercing in tender paws
but I keep on walking

walking into my darkest part
I fed on my broken heart
swallowed all those bitter parts

Wondering how far I could walk
how long I could last
buried under fallen hearts

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