miercuri, 9 martie 2011

Remorse

Falling down in yesterday,
My believe is runaway.
It is hard to kill the pain
Of the sins I can't repair.

My ashtray heart is full of ash,
My empty eyes don't want to watch
All the moments that I've crashed.
I hope tears maybe will wash
All the things that I had touch.

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