Poison
vague rhythms move my heart
distance is only far away
faith is yet to be found
only the history seems to stay
pale grass seems to differ
as black and white start looking the same
birth is only near us
the fear of death plays a lying game
rotation is equal
to my curiosity and thoughts
falling down to the earth
is as painful as our sandy coughs
now desire holds me back
and so chaos reads my beloved mind
then love requires poison
and soon our sins will be easy to find.
distance is only far away
faith is yet to be found
only the history seems to stay
pale grass seems to differ
as black and white start looking the same
birth is only near us
the fear of death plays a lying game
rotation is equal
to my curiosity and thoughts
falling down to the earth
is as painful as our sandy coughs
now desire holds me back
and so chaos reads my beloved mind
then love requires poison
and soon our sins will be easy to find.
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| Auteur: vanille_92 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 mei 2007 | ||
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