Blinded, by Neseblod
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Breaking in the middle
The night is cold, but still
A labyrinth, a riddle
Will keep away the chills
There's nothing worth debating
Someone's shot the dove
My mermaid was my Satan
How could I ever know?
They erased my scars
To fit in some new
This game has gone too far
And there's nothing I can do
They lay nagles on my way
But that's no stop to me
I'd rather die than stay
Inside I always bleed
My heart! - They cracked it open
But nothing did they find
Loneliness I've chosen
And both my eyes are blind
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Posted: 2006-09-19 12:55:09 UTC |
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