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| Abbero in Aqua Relief of tears came, Among the pale haze of rain, When I found out I was all alone; Each car would pass and take no notice; The shower roared and cried out more, Just like my soul in sorrowful pain. Relluctant snivels appeared within, That were kept locked up so well, Until I found out I was all alone; Each day and night illusions deceived The time when drizzle was diversion of fate, Compelled delight upon my solemn heart. That night was heaven's cloud, We shared our dreams, ambitions, hopes, Our pain, our loss and being all alone; Each moment imprinted upon an empty glass of time, To remember, to recall this gulch of twilight, That made my spirit shudder in mere hope. Now a tear flows, Down it drifts, crawling from cheek to lip, I should have known from the sorrow in your eyes, From the breath you took to speak those words, That you would deny my passion and burst my cloud, The only grace to cruel reality of kingdom for the heartless. Sprinkles of water submerged in the sky, They fall on my face of exhibiting joy, Now that I know I am all alone... I am alone... I am... I |
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As I Die As I write this on paper Tears pour down my face I don't know, I don't know why Maybe because I realise that life is just a lie I close my eyes. I see when I die, But no matter what, I will always love you! As I look outside, Everything is peaceful and still, No sound is heard by my ears, Still puring down my face are tears I sit, I stare and wait with fears When time shall finally pass by. As I sit, I count Count every second of the hour Yet I cannot see the clock hands moving. It has been silent long time ago, now playing is music so soothing, Like sounds of heaven me its wooing The Reaper, as gently as he moves, he takes me away. He is dressed in black, She has no shadow or face, It is so gentle and calm Taking my life and drawing it on my palm. I understand after all this time... I become numb, As I die, I cease to wake up. |
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