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Sitting on a rooftop, looking into the endless sky
I see all the falling stars passing by.
Whenever I start to think, I get lost when I try to find the link.
I want to meditate; don't know why I hesitate.
Is there someone out there, someone who can help me..
I am so afraid
Crawling towards the edge, not to look into the endless traps
but to search for a prey.
See all these people down there, running around like ants.
But I haven't got all day..
The moon is high, high up in the same old endless sky.
The darkness has to overcome and I feel my body changing..
I don't know what I become
It's given by the dark heaven, how could this happen?
I don't want to be a monster, what will happen?
Is this all a gift or have I been cursed?
Or.. Am I the only one left, who hasn't emerged?
"Q"
- by [A.N.B.U.]-Prince-Q |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/20/2009 |
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- Title: A gift
- Artist: [A.N.B.U.]-Prince-Q
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Description:
When the darkness of your past gives you something to work on..
Will you embrace it, or call it an illness?
Dare to step out of the light..
- Date: 07/20/2009
- Tags: zombie
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- Dasuto - 07/20/2009
- it sounds a bit patchy like some lines are missing 3/5
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