onsdag 11 april 2012

I don`t mind if you don`t mind.....

My bood runs red from the street to the sewers,
To the blue black ocean.
I`m caught in the tide.
Iwash away the filth of the city nights
And i lose myself here right before your eys
I watch the rain fall clean from the heavens
As the skies part open i search for a sign...
Collecting dust in lines on the pavement
In this sweet surender..I running out of time..
I wish that you could see.......
All that`s left of me in a land of broken dreams ....
I still try to belive .....
I^m not allright....
But i don`t mind if you don`t mind.....

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