E.F.A.G.
Funny, baffling, beautiful
Beaten to a pulp
Ignorance, indecision
Blackout, lost all control
Fateful descent
Through darkest fires
Must find the key
To take me higher
And in the end
Stop the progression
At any length
Lift this obsession
Come into my glass prison
This place where no one knows
My secret lonely world begins
So much sadness here
A place that I call home
Endless nocturnal soliloquy
Things disappear
Without a trace
Carve memories
Into my face
Contradiction
In words and deeds
One final touch
And all shall perish
And thus my plan
Create their fall
And in the end
Become it all
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Postat av: Alicia
Ska inte ta en bloggpaus:)
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