dead like a stone
a withered rose
a weak soul
...and broken bones
fragments in the middle of the crowd
do you know the feeling ı'm telling about
when a peace of mind can never be found?
ı ran too close to the sun
ı flied too high
the threshold of life is too fragile
ı'm fragmented and lost
my blood still runs
but it feels too cold
should ı give up, give up, give up?
should ı be gone?
burning fast from both ends
the racking hours come again and again
fragile that's all ı am
hey! was ı born to suffer?
did ı ask to be born at all?
life is ripping my heart out!

to die for

   le lys dans la vallee   10.08.2008 17:30
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