Monday, January 10, 2005

Sent From Somewhere, For Someone

when i feel the pain,
i exactly know
why he's not an ordinary person.
i damaged myself, from inside.
flying with no wings,
without any feeling.
sometimes seems nothing happened here,
the light of someone is above my head.
what a luxuriate night,
how can i say my prayers,
under your light.

when my mind tricks me once again,
when i feel the pain,
i exactly know
why he's not an ordinary person.
he is a green carnation believer.

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