segunda-feira, 2 de abril de 2007

Forsaken

Forget me,
Come and see,
in the dark,
in the water,
a shark,
eating itself.

It has died,
and us moving,
because you said,
keep on living.

The souls,
the spirits,
the one's killed by bows,
in your hear still whispers.

Forsaken we are,
Forgotten to be,
one ting I can't bare,
is to be me.

Souls cry,
For help,
i'm the one killed by
the devil.

The blind horses,
the smell of death,
on your own breath,
all are lessons.

Loving you,
Smelling you,
Missing you,
In the land of the Forsaken.

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