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the past

The grief for the one you love and lost is great
the strenght to move on seems so faint...

Winter comes, tears have frozen, there's no heartbeat
moon does not shine in the sky; remember you left it at her feet !

The chill creeps upon you, it feels you're weak
it shows you your only desire, you lost the power to speak..
As small gull-chicks are fed from parents' beak
you thrive for her presence, she's the one you now need
to make your heart stop to bleed.

Angel statues, please don't cry!
You've broken wings but you'll surely fly.
I have to get up, wash my feet of the dust,
forget her eyes, lips, smile, scent and the lust...

You've made me happy, pround and strong,
we forged an eternal, holy bond
remember the night we both cried,
remember me... our flame that must have died...
Dátum vloženia 18. 6. 2006 10:54
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