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A cold routine to lie in a growing apathy killing me misunderstanding all the way as the darkness grew day by day to dicover the fragility unconscious, unconstant gravity an unmoving, dirty rain our quiet and sterile air Youre slowly burning me youre slowly killing me dropping bombs from your throat each bomb falls into my heart burning everything between destroying everything within but the explosion will arrive ..and Ill kill you at last.. its the cost of your revenge and Ill pay again your bill selling out my own solitude for some warmth into this chill Staring at the same sight through these new different eyes it makes lighter every step it makes lighter every fight Sun emerging through the trees a glimpse of happiness growing free all inside bringing life Im the antidote to your invisible bane Youre slowly burning me youre slowly killing me dropping bombs from your throat each bomb falls into my heart burning everything between destroying everything within but the explosion will arrive ..and Ill kill you at last.. its the cost of your revenge but Ill pay again my bill selling out my own solitude for some warmth into this chill
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 17:35:14 +0000

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