Demons and angels
I’ve seen the demons of my past.
Travelled through years in one day.
Maybe weeks flew by and I didn’t notice.
I saw the dark side and didn’t know what to do.
But in the darkness the stars and moon were shining.
I wanted to see them with all my strength,
so they took my concentration.
Forgetting is the hardest thing to do.
And maybe forgiving even harder.
Forgiving yourself, myself, sometime.
In springtime the lighter days will come for sure.
And I will forgive and say goodbye to the demons of my past…
Travelled through years in one day.
Maybe weeks flew by and I didn’t notice.
I saw the dark side and didn’t know what to do.
But in the darkness the stars and moon were shining.
I wanted to see them with all my strength,
so they took my concentration.
Forgetting is the hardest thing to do.
And maybe forgiving even harder.
Forgiving yourself, myself, sometime.
In springtime the lighter days will come for sure.
And I will forgive and say goodbye to the demons of my past…
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 februari 2007 | ||
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