MY Perfect Little World

by benjamin   Jan 29, 2008


A sun-shining day

Flowers are ablaze

The smell of sweet roses

The sparkling ocean maze

turned to dust in seconds

a perfect world gone wrong?

darkness arise

flying ski high

my perfect little world

where i can be free

free, fire, falls, till the day ends

my line, my perfect little world

finaly using my world to be free from all

over and over i try not to loose controle

i seek my power

but chaos is building

a rush to "normal" is returning

so again i will have to live by the "normal"

feeling so alone without my perfect little world

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