Certain things only seem wrong until we do them or they happen to us.
And suddenly they feel right.
Kneeling in front of every sin we desperately judged but still commited.
It was my joy
opening doors in my life
opening my eyes,so i could see
what i have never seen before.
It was my hope
showing the paths and
all the small ways
that i have never walked along.
It was my ..
but not mine at all
not here anymore
It has never been
Four years and four different lives
Four years and four different deaths
We have lived alone and we have died alone .
What are we supposed to do when the thing that wrecked us comes back ?
we keep on going back
to the places where we once lost everything
hoping for a different end
It's been a pleasure
I've never been to the
Nor September,to remember.
The day I was born
Is the the day Pandora's box was open
I came here and with me all the evil
All the misery,despair,sorrow.