to wait for your dark eyes to block my sight.
To stay right in there, the place I loved.
There, in your arms, where I belong.
Though everything is sorrounded as usual,
one detail is missing...
and solitude is taking its spot.
I miss you.
I'd not be abetter of oblivion,
but if its raved maelstrom comes
... could I let myself go?
The once heaven is now a baleful valley.
Where are you, piece of joy?
Cause standing there, behind me,
are the starve lips I won't ignore.
Tell me, why would they be so void?
So psyched, yet so lonely.
So red, yet so blue.
And all of a sudden,
skies become such a blur.
As I pace to another side
your memory hunts me...
it's the only ghost I've ever seen.
You're the only ghost I believe in.
Ashes, I can't breath all those ashes...
The flying foe can do the trick.
As soon as it bites me
I'll come out of this dream.
And then, I won't find a place
(no, not anymore),
cause there will be no place,
not a single one as the one where I used to wait.
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