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the secret is still my own


I can't tell

This place reeks of loss and flames
every inch of each square is filled with the foul stench
I gave up
because I had a dream of you and me
I gave in to fear
because you weren't here

now I can't tell if you're laughing
when you're telling me of what you did
but I know that more than possibly
there's a heart in me drained of dreams

There's a train leaving town in an hour
waiting for the body of one
embodied demon to board
and go away to distant lands
I can't decide if your crying
when my feet take off from the ground
and I put the past to past
with tombstones lined up along the road

Within my lungs it resonates
the voice that says
"Leave me be
leave me
let me be free"
and within my soul it echoes
you once said
you care
we once had
hearts out bare




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Publicerad 2010-05-14 22:57



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