everybody's dream can fall apart

the tables have turned, my mask is broken.
killed by love
i silently curse the labels i placed on that feeling.
i never really wanted to belong.
i thought it was different.
the way i feel now shows that i'm not.

I got a longer fall, a longer fall to take

Cause I'm a bigger fool with a bigger heart to break

i'm empty, distrought. my heart is unwell.

funny.

each chapter unfolds and the past dies away.
yet the pain's still the same all through the day.

there's so much on my mind.

i believe i've cursed myself.

i have no hope for the future.

no belief that i will somehow end victorious.

no.

its all over now, baby blue..

i want to build a self sustainable cabin and live there in my own way. i have no want at all for the way of man. i dont want money i dont want your material life supports. give me peace of mind and nature's way and i will be happy.

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pihzaz said…

im in the tech centre and your in art

we so close but so far away i havent talked to you in a long time

November 13, 2008 at 9:55 AM

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