Shadows
Seeing shadows flying by
Black cold shadows..
Not knowing where they will go
Looking through th emist
Nobody they can find
Nobody who can make them feel warm
A healing wound broke open again..
The feeling that makes you afraid of being a shadow
A cold balck shadow which no one will notice..
The wound of lonelyness has broken open again
Years, and years, before it will close again
The mist feels like spraying salt in open wounds
A black cold shadow will he be..
As a black cold shadow.. He will die
Black cold shadows..
Not knowing where they will go
Looking through th emist
Nobody they can find
Nobody who can make them feel warm
A healing wound broke open again..
The feeling that makes you afraid of being a shadow
A cold balck shadow which no one will notice..
The wound of lonelyness has broken open again
Years, and years, before it will close again
The mist feels like spraying salt in open wounds
A black cold shadow will he be..
As a black cold shadow.. He will die
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| Auteur: purgatory | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 maart 2005 | ||
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