EmilGunnarsson84

Striving to find the words to say
At the beginning of the newborn day
The memories struggle against times boundaries
Only to be swept away

As i gaze down the maw of madness
In my own soul blackness
The smiles that i bring everyday
Is a mere cover for my emptiness

Oh, why can't i see that everything smiles
That the days i search for come
Why must i live a life full of lies,
When i look for someone to call my own?

Why must i dream so much?
Cause dreams never come true
Every day is a try to empty myself
Cause who needs a dreaming fool?

For what place is there
For what place is there here
For what place is there in this world
For a dreaming fool like me...




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