My Venes are filled with pain,
the heart is pumping madness.
Sometimes i try to scream,
to let out all my sadnes
my Brain is at stand-by,
you have the restart button.
A single tear in my eye,
but not dryable with cotton
Just to wake up with you,
is a dream - bright an nice.
But the border to you,
is harder than ice
My feelings are dead,
just love and pain left.
How to go ahead?...
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Published on e-Stories.org on 11/15/2005.
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