marți, februarie 02, 2010

Portrait of a dying tomorrow


So perfect and decent in lies you told,so shamefully beautiful in eyes you never saw.
In deepest thoughts you keep living a life of fame and never fading gratitude.
In shallow hearts you keep yourself and nights of lust you pay to your dreams.
Pieces of mirrors glued to your hands you wave goodbye to a day that never ends.

Stepped up in front of fate and made hearts pay your tainted smile.
Raised yourself in lights of dying stars, so innocent in stepping in their ash.
So perfectly delightful in hiding reason behind insanity.
Deciding who to drown in sorrow for your pain to pay for the deception.

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