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Monday, March 7, 2011

Stealing memories

Stealing memories

Stealing memories
Makes me smile
Through a heavenly valley
A Garden of Eden
On a flat prairie
The colours so beautiful
It makes your heart bloom
Like a blind man smelling a flower
Reaching down to touch the sun
Jumping up to slam the ground
I don’t understand
Stealing my soul
Nothing to call mine
Took my identity
Cause I am lost with out
Lost all that time
We could have been enjoying
Each other
Breath before it my chest falls in
My last breath
Your name will be
On my lips

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Gentle Whispers for added touches

Anonymous said...

Interesting