Friday, 6 January 2012


Still dreaming or wide awake?
Where is the love that I chose to forsake?
Did I tread on a landmine?
Is it all fine?
Is it really all fine?
Did I loose my heart to you
And in the process loose mine?
The apple doesnt fall to far from the tree
The broken heart has its own melody.
I am trapped in an electro garden of hate
In a sweet death i hang my neck
Is it better to have loved and lost
Or to have never loved at all
This is my call
It is nearing midnight
It is nearing my final hour
I can't go on anymore like this
Where is my final kiss?
You are the pain in my heart
That I truly miss.

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