mercoledì 8 agosto 2012

It's 4 a.m.

It's 4 a.m. ...make a wish, the darkness has fallen fast and quiet and I still can't sleep, my mind is crowded with thoughts that are hiding behind false hopes, or dreams wich obscure my mind .. and also my voice .. I can't hear, I can't hear me, can't feel my thoughts, my breath...No one can hear me now..

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