the world is gone
there's nothing left for me
even hope is gone
or at least so it might be.
my strength is fading away
I feel that I'm becoming in dust
my way has been astray
to anywhere I can't trust...
My eyes are pouring blood
in an eternal mourning
back to dust, rest in black
what I might wait?
my strength is fading away
I feel that I'm becoming in dust
and there's only thing I can say
death is taking care of my life...
1 comment:
Obrigada pela visita...você também escreve nto bem...adorei
As vezes também me sinto como uma poeira...e com vontade de dizer "ADEUS" de tudo....
bjus
tbm add vc no meu blog
voun acompanhá-la
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