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mystikeon — weight of the world
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Published: 2008-05-30 18:42:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 233; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 3
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life is a thin line.death is right in front of you hiding between shadows and lies we pretend to believe for the sake of some god, who names you dead or alive.
death's trail is a mix of cryin' hearts, painful screams and zombie faces.
the black smells into your clothes, into your brain.
there's no reason. just the lack of presence of that someone.
in the end, some stand up to cry your truly goodbye.
some are hold by the ones who will be in their last goodbye.
the last meeting.
the last touch.
the last look.
you won't even see the ashes under the earth.
you won't feel every little process of body's death.
and still we can walk between the craves.
hold each other's hands.
we can sit and talk about memories of the one who left us.
about the ones who still remain alive.
sitting on the sofa prayin' for a shoulder to save their tears.
to give strengh to stand up and get over the fears.
people will come back to ordinary livin'.
will make love and feel all the tears that fell down.
people will always have stories to tell.
we can get up and smile.
after all the cryin'.
we stood still for each other.
you stood here.
i stood here.
the place where we meet.
where we make love.
where we sing.
where we smile.
