27 March, 2012

Whenever I wake up, the shards of us got between. 
Always the same day, frozen all in the fringe. 
I surrender to the sleep and leave the hurt behind me. 
There's no death to fear and in my dreams.. 
I feel immortal, I am not scared.
 No, I’m not scared, I feel immortal.. 
When I am there, when I am there;

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