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Pitch Black

November 23, 2009

My last laments for this feeling that i have..
tried to ignore it but its just unbearable.
You’re fading, my dear.. the love
slowly washed away by the space between us

It’s August but it feels like December
I’m trapped beneath frozen emotions
coldness felt like spears through my heart
im drowning in my own tears

There is no hope.

Wasted.
Exhausted.
Cold.
Numb.

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These Walls are Blind

November 17, 2009

These walls are blind
this bed is mute
the lights are dim
and our eyes are glued

We left our conscience
at the doorstep of this hotel room
let’s make the most out of this
because i am leaving soon

These walls are blind
eyes are glued
feeling good
and in the mood

Make me feel your warm embrace
let’s share this sinful moments

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