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The DreamsWhy must I always feel this pain? I almost thougth that it would drain. But in my heart it lingers on, my love for you has never gone. Everyday I think of you, wising I could be with you. In the lands of sleep i bathe dreaming of what we would have.The Dreams
If only I was not so far, we'd never have to be apart. But the if is far too great, my dream will never be our fate
When I wake its you a see. I cannot escape this misery. I hold you in my arms so close. Insanity my mind has chose. I feel the joy in my soul, In my heart I feel the co
by ~oldschool-rocker
Your Always Welcome In My ArmsWhat can you do when you need to run? What can you do when lifes lost its fun? What can you do when you dont understand? What can you do when you fight with your friends? What can you do when your feelings capsize? What can you do when the tears fill your eyes? What can you do when your heart splits in two? What can you do when your fight leaves you?Your Always Welcome In My Arms
I dont know what you should do, but i will try to help you threw. Anytime you feel alarmed, your always welcome in my arms.
What can you do when you need to shout? What can you do when you're full of doubt
by ~oldschool-rocker
River of PeaceThe night is young, as are the people. The moon is bright, giving glow to the night. The river is still, it seems so peaceful. The water is cold, my blood starts to tingle.River of Peace
Floating to nowhere, I look up and stare at the stars. Mind erased of memories, swimming in the river of peace
The stars are bright, like our dreams had been. The air is brisk, as i breathe out steam. the sky is clear, No clouds are showing. The fog dissapears, in the river of peace.
Floating to nowhere, I look up and stare at t
by ~oldschool-rocker
GoneBody tired, eyes half open, cannot keep my head from falling. My energy has been stolen, and it seems my mind is stalling. It feels like I am in a dream, where all time goes by slow. Blurred and foggy my world seems as we sit and watch the show.Gone
As they pass her round the room, she is used by all the fools. When my turn has finally come, I feel like I am fucking gone.
Arm is hurting, leg is numbing, as I try to fall asleep. Yet I hear the others talking, all their voices echo deep. Back is cramped, shoulders acking, sitting here
by ~oldschool-rocker
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