No scream no fear, nothing wrong,
You can’t remind what things you want,
If you have something I just say
Remember what the game you play,
I think your soul must be like fire,
And be the light of this black world (life).
You must be water as a power,
What can survived in every land (world),
What happened with your little spirit?
You may be crashed your silent dream?
Are you afraid when night is coming?
Your strength is growing as extreme?
Your soul is going to the darkens
You have no time to get away
Your ayes can’t see day’s brightens
Your arms are taking bloody way (And your life stile is a KILL).
I was like you some years ago,
I know what happened in your mind,
I seem what torment you poor soul
I dreamt like you and its phantom…
Dark thoughts
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And your life stile is a KILL... Сильно написано. С уважением, Нелли.
Нелли Григорян 28.06.2011 11:24 • Заявить о нарушении
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