26.6.10

445# Når du er borte

Been running forward all these while,
Would never slow down to look around,
Traded all my time for something to commit,
I can only go this far without it.



Night fall fast,
Nothing else lasts,
It doesn't matter anymore,
The sun is dead off the shore.



Inhaling fears from the onset of tradegy,
Bathing flesh with tears but you couldn't see,
Exhaling guilts nothing seems to be relieved,
Inside of you, and it's now inside of me.

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