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UnbornI listen the sound of rain Every drop hitting like a wave A thunder roars in the distance And one screams much nearer (...in his head...) ( another sleepless night, another dawn rising, soaked in liquor ) In my room Few empty bottles And a boy, playing on a computer He sometimes comes When I drink and dream awake (...turns around and looks at him...) So much sadness in those eyes, As he looks at the reflection of the first daylight On the bottles on the floor And then in me, BathedUnborn
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Walls that FallDo you remember how we used to lie awake, How would you put your head on my chest? You would always wonder how come that my heart beats so strong Then I would make a serious face and said: "Because it is a dragons blood that flows through my veins" You would always laugh so much, before answering: "Oh, my dear dragon lord, why don´t you let your wolf princess to please you" And you would These were the moments that I loved the most,Walls that Fall
When you and I could be children and grown ups at the same time
Now, my heart doesn´t beat so strong Because it broke in half, wh


Missing YouHow easily those ideals crush When I see you passing with him before my eyes A flower held so firmly in my hand Now falls to the ground My clumsy attempt to be romantic Becomes a blood red stain on the asphaltMissing You
And the pain that was always here Hidden beneath of my fear to feel Uncloaks and reveals I stand there, unable to understand What just broke inside of me
It was two weeks ago that you said That this is the last time cold blooded bastard as I Have made you cry
It was one week ago that I realized That you are a love of my life &n
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(...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles, fading away beneath old news...)
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Don't take this personally, but you smell like an ice cube.
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If there is one thing I know, it's everything.
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(...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles, fading away beneath old news...)
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If there is one thing I know, it's everything.
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(...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles, fading away beneath old news...)
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If there is one thing I know, it's everything.
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(...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles, fading away beneath old news...)
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