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
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