Misafir Guest Mesaj tarihi: Nisan 2, 2004 Paylaş Mesaj tarihi: Nisan 2, 2004 I was on the top of the deep, Iwas standing with my strong weakness, I was breathing dark water And the morning was full of stars. Upstairs were going down, The corpse was as funny as a clown. So funny that made me cry, I was climbing to the lowest of the high. I was feeling like the shortest long, I was whispering a silent song. They tried to teach me the way, But there was nothing left to say. There was only a suuny rain, There was only a mindless brain. There was s bloody red sky under my feet, There was a barren soil on my head. I was sure about my hesitation, I was making a complex description. They tried to give me the light, But I was tired enough to give a fight. I was sitting in the middle of the edge, I was reading the same new page. I was alone in the crowd, My silence was too loud. It was very early for the late, I started my journey from the last gate. I was born on my funeral day, The hell was too cold to stay. They buried my body into the sky, And they let all the spiders fly. I believe that I must tell the truth, I don't have to be polite or to be smooth. As always I did my mistake, There's no one who use to give or take. I wrote so many letters that I won't send, I'm again living my story not from the start but THE END Arkadaşlar bu şiiri onüç yıl önce yazmıştım :D umarım beenirsinis...[signature][hline] YOU TAKE THE BLOOD, I TAKE THE GLORY !!! Link to comment Sosyal ağlarda paylaş Daha fazla paylaşım seçeneği…
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