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The Days We Live (Angel of Sadness)

As if there was a breeze behind closed doors The blinds and curtains sway Like it was time you were seeking As you ran after your blinded wife with nothing to say As you sit and you drive An acquaintance of life sits at the nearest stop sign Adoring the fact that you actually think you are alive And these are the days we live To whom do you fear Which crush are you near When your voice is the most unclear When your truest anger becomes sincere When dusk falls to silence Yet you wonder who else is here These are the reasons we strive Remember the days of our lives As lies became truthful cries To accompany you through hell This stranger abrutely tries You only acknowledge that I mutely lied It’s all past tense, fall and ask for hints As briefly as my last comment My only incomplete task to Visualize life and palm it Through a few calm fits And before I say goodbye I give you the days of my life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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