viernes, 4 de junio de 2010

I'll be forgotten.

I’ll be forgotten.

Time comes and everything disappears,
all turns to dust when its endurance is enough,
nothing lasts forever in this life, not even me.

I’ll be forgotten ‘cause the storm have to pass,
I’ll be forgotten… since I’m easy to be left behind.

Tomorrow I won’t even be a memory,
there are some better things to be remind,
I have my grave… here on the forgotten past.

This is the way things are so,
this… is the way I disappear.

-I’ll be forgotten-

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