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Sep 3, 2010


Your tears pour down your cheeks
Without reasons, they pour down
No one knows that inside your heart
A storm of glass fragments is raging

The wounds become an illness
All doors become a wall
Doesn't it hurt?

Keeping anyone from knowing you
Left you choke on your breath
Forced you to choose the end
Without reason for you to stand in this world
Without a choice of the road to walk back
Your breath would probably end before it's time

Wound...scars...tears...flowing..
You cry, though you try to run away.
You're wandering through the abyss

When you're walking in the dark
When you're caught in the dark
When all the doors in the world close
Do you feel suffocated?

Are you still dreaming?
Sleeping? Breathing?
Are you measuring all the tears you've shed?
Hope is a paper boat that sinks, isn't it sad?

Maybe you wake up drenched in sweat at night
Is your consciousness crawling on the floor?
Are you thinking it's the end?

The scars on your broken body,
the tears you've shed that can't be erase.
Will be with you forever.

Do you have wounds?
Do you have scars?
Are you wandering through the dark?

Faith...Destiny...Love..
Am i still beautiful inside?

When can they treat me fairly?
When can I stop faking?
When can I not shed my tears anymore?
When will I live?
When can I really be happy?



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