The Final Cut
There are special days.
Sun is shining here, it's a summer day.
But all is dark, without any taste and without any sense.
Words are omnipresent, words against thoughts, words against feelings.
Words hurt, misunderstandings hurt.
Destiny open the door and says to me a little sarcastic "Hello!".
I have no tears, even if i had they would surely appear as fake ones, like all the rest.
Sun is shining here, it's a summer day.
But all is dark, without any taste and without any sense.
Words are omnipresent, words against thoughts, words against feelings.
Words hurt, misunderstandings hurt.
Destiny open the door and says to me a little sarcastic "Hello!".
I have no tears, even if i had they would surely appear as fake ones, like all the rest.
posted by L. at 18:03:00
1 Comments:
Oui le soleil est là, il brûle peut-être et nous rappelle que nous sommes toujours vivants, on aimerait être plus "alive and kickin' " , parfois...
You're not alone!
Knock and someone will be there!
MM
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