field of broken screams
Trying to screamWishing I could wake up from this dream
Terrifying spectres haunt my mind
Compulsive wishes to go blind
I don't want to find
Your scarlet field of broken screams
The skies are rapidly blackening
Still trying in vain to convince myself that this isn't happening
Our nightmares prowl the fields, dressed in our hope
I give up, I cannot cope
I tear my wings apart
Breaking every shard
of happiness we ever knew
Killing every hope that ever grew
I surrender, loose my mind
There is nothing left to find.
Poetry by Lalando
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Written on 2007-03-27 at 19:02
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