"I’m back in the madness,
A martyr of midnight.
I’m searching for rhythm,
I savour the twilight.
And the rain’s hitting hard on the roof,
And my thoughts are beginning to wilt like flowers.
It means nothing to me.
I’m a violet sunset,
A next-gen soldier.
I don’t want to forget,
I wanna be stronger.
There are footprints you've left on my life,
Conversations I want to relieve,
Those hours...
I need to believe."
Friday, October 1, 2010
It Won't Matter
Posted by creation of the nation at 5:19 PM
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