viernes, 1 de enero de 2010

A time to let go.

A time to let go.

As everything falls to the ground…
you’re leaving me in silence,
the time goes so slow by purpose,
I can see the end coming closer.

Every tear falls and evaporates into the past,
it’s done; everything is done for sure and yet…
I’m not just loosing tears in this place,
I’m loosing lights and life as you say it’s time.

I’m fading like a broken glass,
shattered pieces waiting for the trash.

This is me getting lost,
this is me, lost in the age of love,
this… is me after you killing us.

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