31.5.10
15.5.10
Letting go
So many nights spent in dismay
Tormenting myself from within
I wish and will my pain away
But it stays on, a second skin
Always these images of what has
What could and what should
Of all the things that came to pass
My tears must have misunderstood
Unrestful nights, bitter sleep
I miss the days I was alive
My heart, alas, can only strive
Until then I silently weep
Tormenting myself from within
I wish and will my pain away
But it stays on, a second skin
Always these images of what has
What could and what should
Of all the things that came to pass
My tears must have misunderstood
Unrestful nights, bitter sleep
I miss the days I was alive
My heart, alas, can only strive
Until then I silently weep
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