Cold and slender there she stands
listening to my thoughts
I can feel her, almost touch her
as she reaches out her hands
In a coma I can't move
trapped in a twisted world
all the promises she hasn't kept
but there is nothing I can prove
A mist, a chilly, dizzy breeze
her body so alive and smooth
Lips and eyes are everywhere
Though I know she is just a tease
The ice and mountains that I see
a part of a lovely false view
She screams a sudden sharp scream
It's all a part of what I'll be
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söndag 22 juni 2008
Anno 1994
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