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A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
We have met nowhen and nowhere, Everything has been forgotten, Chips of love don't seem to touch us, Our hearts are not too broken. Pieces of love, small chips and droplets... Everything has lost it's meaning... All my words are in the air... Is it too late to be forgiven? A handful of pain And my messages unanswered, It's easier to pretend There is nothing about us. Our love's being erased - I know, sometimes it happens... Just ruins at our feet, Our hearts are mistaken. Make believe it all is clear, Make believe it's all behind us, Ruins, chips and drops of tears... There is nothing able to part us. I'm falling, love is holding me, But I feel my arms are feeble. I have lost the key, I know, It's too late to be forgiven. A handful of pain And my messages unanswered, It's easier to pretend There is nothing about us. Our love's being erased - I know, sometimes it happens... Just ruins at our feet, Our hearts are mistaken. Pieces of glass and pieces of porcelain... Our love seemed to be eternal. Time has stopped, we linger here, It's the way we both have chosen. We are staying in nowhere, We are leaving here nowhen. Our temple's walls have fallen, Our temple has forgotten us... The recording is here: http://www.geocities.com/soulofabeautifuldisaster/Songwriters_Corner.htm |
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