Thursday, 21 August 2008

This

This could have been better,
For I had used a cap to protect my head.
But instead I let my heart open
So they ripped and tear it apart.

This the game they used to play,
Hide your feelings, let it go astray.
Who could fulfill the prophecy of life
If you could walk through it someday.

This could have been brought to shore,
If I hadn'e drifted too far away,
But it seems nothing could bring me back
To where I dream to stay.

This is the story of the life
A life so cool that it breaks the heart
A lesson too evil to swallow in spit
A day so great we will never remember.

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