Sunday, June 17, 2007

hai

I wonder when the joy has left
When the joy began
I wonder when the whispers started
when the whispers end

sorrowful.
sorrowful.
sorrowful.

I beseeched the heavens to take me away
far away so far away
To a time once was.
To a time will be.

sorrowful.
sorrowful.
sorrowful.

A perfect time
A perfect place
to learn a perfect lesson
at a perfect pace

but i dont see it now
how it makes me tall
how it makes me bigger
cause it makes me feel so small

Break away.

My Freedom
My Love
My fustrations
My fear

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