Plunging into the viscous aqua to escape
Reborn again and it lasts for a second
life presses rewind on the tape
You are infront of my eyes again
I wish i had never met you then.
When i open my eyes, blue serenity of the things that i see
And the language of another world appears infront of me.
Colors bring the world to life, deprives you of feelings
wish i could see them again and remove the haunting of memories.
Sometimes i chase new sounds to think its the way to look further
Why has there been a need for everything living to be doing
something. something so similar.
and what we want to forget is actually more closer.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
Plunging into the viscous aqua to escape
Reborn again and it lasts for a second
life presses rewind on the tape
You are infront of my eyes again
I wish i had never met you then.
When i open my eyes, blue serenity of the things that i see
And the language of another world appears infront of me.
Colors bring the world to life, deprives you of feelings
wish i could see them again and remove the haunting of memories.
Sometimes i chase new sounds to think its the way to look further
Why has there been a need for everything living to be doing
something. something so similar.
and what we want to forget is actually more closer.
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