Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Nocturnal Depression - Her ghost haunts these walls



Her Ghost haunts these walls


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My hands are caressing the stones

Their coldness piercing my skin and creeping to my heart

The obscurity mixing black and gray

My blinded eyes open theirs

Everything there is full of sorrow

Everything there is crying

Forever lost

I take your hands; i follow you to a better place

I take your hands; let me stay by your side

I take your hands; i follow you to a better place

I take your hands; let me stay with you

Among these ruins of our life

I walk slowly, sufferings tearing me

Flashes hurt my mind

I see you everywhere, i can't forget you

The rain is falling out, the wind is whispering

The world's turning dark, the ambient cold

I feel your presence, your arms around me

Your head on my back

I killed myself to join you 

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