eurocar Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 Sadness, sadness On the wall From whence did I fall? Tragedy disobeyed Why do you come So rapidly yet so slowly Approach me With those eyes Must it be this hard My heart so charred It speaks to me Death's demons Beckoning Come home Master of reality Makes its truth On and on I will roam Faraway in the distance Something glimmers A silver illusion Grows daily fainter Ever-present Diminishes to nothing Go home, tortured souls. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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