You see the loneliness out there,
And all the people you compare,
Don’t look so different at all,
Feeling the pain of their soul
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So you remember once again,
That you are also one of them,
Suffering from the same pain,
Just hoping not to be in vain
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But as you think about the vanity,
Pain’s reborn throughout humanity,
This keeps the cycle of this insanity,
And makes you doubt about earth’s gravity
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Its then your thoughts seem to pretend,
They cannot find a perfect end,
That multiplies the pain of chest,
And doesn’t let the soul to rest
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But as the fogs starts disappear,
You hardly see a slight of fear,
Preventing you from using pain,
In order to destroy the vein
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But as you think about the vanity,
Pain’s reborn throughout humanity,
This keeps the cycle of this insanity,
And makes you doubt about earth’s gravity
Manolis Platakis είπε,
Ιανουαρίου 7, 2009 στο 1:24 πμ
Πολύ ωραίο. Vanity indeed..
Τάσος είπε,
Ιανουαρίου 7, 2009 στο 5:25 μμ
Γεια σου φίλε Κωνσταντίνε! Σε ευχαριστώ που μου κοινοποίησες το ιστολόγιό σου. Θα φροντίσω, εν καιρώ, να γεμίσει με ανούσια και φλύαρα σχόλια σαν και αυτό που διαβάζεις τώρα.
Φιλικά,
Τάσος
Duncan είπε,
Ιανουαρίου 7, 2009 στο 5:36 μμ
Αφού το ξέρεις ότι αυτά είναι τ’ αγαπημένα μου…