Meaningless

by Mira   Sep 30, 2007


Dread life, loath living
The extreme pain, the unbearable hurt
The flow of unlimited thoughts
Destructing memories beneath the skin
Neutral soul in restless body
Demanding organs, fed up brain
A spontaneous thought with a reflex sin
Stimulating circumstances, yet no shelter
Could you just come back?
Pour the passion, isolate the emotion
Reverse the spell, and inhale freedom
Disobey rules, slap destiny
Breathe the beats of the iced heart
Demand and be served
Servants and slaves at your service
Unleash the devil that lies beneath
Satisfaction is a matter of needs
Too scared of departure
Too scared to confess
Rivers of light, hard to be real
Stop talking, stop doubting what you feel
Meaningless game
Enough, I just miss you

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