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December

The wind is blowing awfully hard With death coming along And is tearing all apart Even is you are too strong. By the fall of the rain That is pouring insane God is trembling in vain, But the fear it’s not the same. It’s almost December, The night is cold and eager To fulfil my wishes Before my heart crashes. The poison has reached my heart And is melting my body down. I am defendless now Because it is unlocked. Trapped in this dungeon, Feeding myself with lies, Trying to escape from the bottom I’ll be fighting here, always. If the day shall come, Endless growing feelings shall be. I don’t know where from, As long as I live for thee. If the light should separate us We’ll be braking ourselves in pieces, None of the remaining thoughts Will bring you that madness. My eyes are full of anger Not seeing you again, My soul is full of hunger For the love you have within. For I shall not sleep, Until I’ll find an honest way The time to defeat And not letting you get away. The danger may rise, Even if you are not present. But with your pure spirit The poverty you will erase. Make me forget about this world! May your protection be my weapon. I shall give myself to you. And I’ll make a step forth Next to your love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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