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sâmbătă, 8 februarie 2014

Chained spirit

You've started putting chains all around you,
Blinded by fake feelings,
You've began tormenting yourself,
The black void is now eating you up,
Twisted realities are burning in a spiral linked to each other,
There's no sunshine,there's no hope,there's no nothing..
Brake the cage if you could,and still trapped you'd feel,
Fight the demons,and scars still there would be.

A voice you hear:
"Free yourself by these darkened poisonous thoughts,
And maybe,a sense of meaning,a sense of living,
A sense of loving,a sense of sharing,
Will fill your hole,
Blue skies will open up."
You succumb to it
And you'd still ask yourself:"Now what?!"