fredag 5. februar 2010

Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?

And honestly, I have been begging for answers
That you and only you can give to me

As hours move to minutes
And minutes take longer to break

I will be desperately awaiting
But my tongue won't fall apart
And we've been sitting here for hours
All alone and in the dark

Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall

like the ashes of cigarettes

And every waves drags me to sea

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