Senin, 30 Maret 2009

a night without a wish


Sondhit

you are standing with an open door
the promises are on the floor
the wind is dead
there's no more life left

you can't feel the bones inside your flesh
all you got left is your mess
you can only hear your own breath
praying nothing but your death

the clouds are not moving
they just disappeared
only the moon is your salvation
but it remain voiceless in the dark

your standing here
feeling nothing
all is lost
all is gone
until the sun greets you in the morning
and hope starts to come..

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