Author: No One
•duminică, septembrie 04, 2011
Plutesc printre stele, mici bucati palpaitoare la margine de lume. Trec pe langa mine ca niste fulgi, ca niste lacrimi prin vidul intunecat. Cad printre lumini, cu praf si culoare in jurul meu. Imi mangaie obrazul, imi trece printre degete. Nu am sa uit. Acesta imagine, acest sfarsit. Cand totul de transforma in praf.

Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Beside me today
A round broken in two
'til your eyes shed into dust
Like two strangers turning into dust
'til my hand shook the way I fear

I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your face
Under...your face

It was you
breathless and torn
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
And two strangers turning into dust
Turning into dust.

ta hand om dig cititorule

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