sexta-feira, 16 de outubro de 2009

what time refuses to erase...

I break the mirror with my fist…
Trying to make the reflection of the past go away…
The old lies,
The unhealed scares…
They all come to haunt us once more…
Another tears runes by,
Down a mortal’s face
As the body falls down on the cold floor
Without hope,
Without dreams

The blood coming out of her hand
Makes her remember…
The pain that refuses to vanish away
Even after all this time
It still hurting...