Feb 2012
Dawn produces light,
Dusk produces night,
Words dreamt come to life,
They cut like a knife,
You don't know all the pain I have to hide,
Tears sting my eyes,
Thinking about all the pain,
I've permanetly locked inside,
Dusk produces night,
Words dreamt come to life,
They cut like a knife,
You don't know all the pain I have to hide,
Tears sting my eyes,
Thinking about all the pain,
I've permanetly locked inside,
I really don't know what made me write this,
Something in my subconsious mind told me to.
Something in my subconsious mind told me to.
