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Mar 2013
The sun Fell
Each step burning
The heat nibbles at my feet
And my bones
Buried under leaves
And you cold hands
Wrapped around me

Hanging over me
The drops of  melting years

Dreams becoming cold
Lingering words
Lingers on my mind
I have no choice now
But to hug my sins
That are driving me old

Memory's of that afternoon
Breaks Through like a wave
Escaping now
Disappearing now
old days...

Talk to me
With the sound of your teeth
Eating at my nerves

Wanting to breath
Under water,
Burnt liquid
Troubles my guts

Oh how i love
To see you glimmer
Over the city

Turning tight
Forever forgot
Fast alive
gasping for love...

Hey,stop
Painting on your knees
Hey,stop
Breaking your fists
Who are you?
Who are we?
REAL
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