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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Words From A Dying Heart

some one is always there
pain he must always bear

true things are nice and round
at the end you must go into the ground

dreams never come true
in sleep they just grew

my love was hated by my god
why punish me for the gift from thy lord

whatever i asked god, he took it down
i just cried my heart, in my tears i only drown

his ways are different, but i want my gift
tired of climbing stairs now just give me a lift

dreams i am chasing and they are going wild
dancing on the floor of ashes is a lonely afraid child

just come to me now, i can't bear the lone
i know u know that to be with you i am prone

you will never know what i see in you
all i tell is very pure and very true

i know you will fade away with time
sufferings i eat daily paying for your crime

maybe this is what people call fate
but no matter, i will always wait

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