The butterflies fly fly
The insane woman cry cry
The foolish one says good bye
The lonely one talks to no one
The world swirls clockwise
My world seems to be the end of time
The exhilaration died down
And the dark cloud returns to town
The wait is long and aimless
The results would it be speechless?
A game of gamble
My fate held by the others
All sealed in a bag of red dancing ribbons
The guilt that will never be washed by droplets
The pain in the heart, no one could describe
The left and right routes lay up
Like pieces of dominos piled up
Which route will I be destining to walk?
Which route will cut like roses’ torns?
What lays ahead my lord?
Why torment me till I rot?
Why can’t you just leave me alone?
How many others you have fought?
If this the life you want me to live
Tell me straight
The wait is long and I could not wait
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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