I believe in a new day
Old days have imprisoned me
In the vanity dreams and paradox
I believe in the future
Today has abandoned me
I feel like an old unused rug
I believe in true love
The old has passed unnoticed before my eyes
I believe I believe I believe...
What if the past
Present
And the future
Are only optical trick
Of human life.
Apr 30, 2012
Apr 30, 2012 at 3:45 AM UTC
I believe in a new day
Old days have imprisoned me
In the vanity dreams and paradox
I believe in the future
Today has abandoned me
I feel like an old unused rug
I believe in true love
The old has passed unnoticed before my eyes
I believe I believe I believe...
What if the past
Present
And the future
Are only optical trick
Of human life.
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