27 Şubat 2008 Çarşamba

Le sole March

the shadow is housing my fear,
my fear is burdening the shadow

a slurred voice i'm longing to hear
a blank face where no space left on

as i'm limping through the veins of shrabs
my blood becomes stagnant as if it clots

a lingering sunrise outshines all reason inside
as i'm counting the hours it disappears and returns again

i'm pacing with the stalking shadow
and getting numb to the embers falling down the sky

the cinders revealing the sin neath my skin
and i'm finally losing myself in this fear of living

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