quinta-feira, abril 30, 2009

Here comes the rain again

another night
another dream shattered.
how many do I have left?
we are stronger together
than we are apart, but
tomorrow never comes...
until it's too late.
so just come undone, or not,
just come.
we don't need a miracle
we need us.
praying for directions
and playing silly games,
wishing we have heard
calling ourselves by different names
If words had will
they'd probably kill
but they don't
and kill the same way
either if I go, or if I stay

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