searching through the night sky
hoping to find some peace
in one of the stars
as decision need to be made
listening to the blues of the wind
hoping to find some truth
as there is no repitition
of what life is now
heart is beating,racing with time
haters never die,they live with time
so tonight i shall sleep
and dream that dream
of you who will never exist.
-2.32 am-
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