A feeling inside you
That never dies
No matter how you try to kill it
It comes back to life
It comes back to life
To haunt you again
It haunts you and hurts you
With an immortal pain
That never dies
No matter how you try to kill it
It comes back to life
It comes back to life
To haunt you again
It haunts you and hurts you
With an immortal pain
Dark memories of the past
Which you try to erase
Just to find in the end
That it has resurfaced
A prick from the past
Which cuts you like a knife
You won't bleed, but you feel
Death is better than life
What's the joy in winning?
When you never wish to gain
When you have been gifted
With an immortal pain
Which you try to erase
Just to find in the end
That it has resurfaced
A prick from the past
Which cuts you like a knife
You won't bleed, but you feel
Death is better than life
What's the joy in winning?
When you never wish to gain
When you have been gifted
With an immortal pain
1 comment:
Yet another good post. But a message to all readers of this blog - Never read this blog when you are in a good mood!
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