+ my graveyard of poems + --- white realm --- version 2.0 -------------------------- +

sexta-feira, fevereiro 28, 2003

To Myself I Turned

I was born in another world
strictly connected to a piece of my mind
nothing more than a little land
it is a small cradle where i'm a kid
i am the princess in there
nothing wrong in my fantasy world

i am the king the nation
no dictators or religions
no laws laid down for me
i have my own liberty inside of me
nothing to lose i have to fear

as you see i'm the only survivor in this land

when did i hear this wind before
change like this to a deeper roar?
i'm starting to bleed another way
i just need some time to complete myself

these spotlights are here again
ican't see anything, i'm blind
this nature at time and space
makes me sick of the situation

i couldn't know if i
if i will be strong enough for this
i have to choose do i want to live here

(Lacuna Coil)

- 5:35 PM -

Without innocence the cross is only iron,
hope is only an illusion & Ocean Soul's nothing but a name...
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