CURSE OF MY LIFE

by the nomad   Feb 17, 2009


There comes a time
when you have to lose,
when you have to gain.
explain to the world,
what was all that pain.

there comes a time
when all voices die down,
and theres no one to hear,
and we lose all of our rhyme.

there comes a time
when there are no musical notes,
in your life.
just constant fear
and the tears that flows.

still i breathe

maybe things are unexplained
to sort them is playing a different game,
in the hands i place my all of existence,
please angel carry the curse of life.

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