Thursday, July 29, 2004



I never thought my voice was weak

lost in the ruins of agony

They told me I was the one

who veiled the stars and the sun

I am trembling and I bleed

Only silence could see my pain and agony

I never thought I ought to run

I never seen the things you've done

I never wanted to feel growing misery

I never thought my life was weak

sunk in the rivers of agony

They told me I am not the one

who shines like the bursting Sun

I see voices rising from silence

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