Within the world of hate and disease we live,
Our torn hearts infront of us beating still.
Our souls bleeding with nothing left to give,
For one more last chance would we kill.
Our biggest battle is in our sight,
In corners we stand in rain and cry.
Scars in our mind we try to fight,
Fearing the memory will never die.
The hope of joy is just too far away,
With the pain and fear by our side.
Know that it will never come this way,
Just wanting to go with one last ride.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
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you never cease to amaze me with your blogs, keep writing Ill be watching- :p-Greeny
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