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« στις: 19/01/05, 14:45 »
elpizo na min sas fanei poli periergo,exei sxesi me ena oneiro pou eida
I slept,slept deaply and i dreamed....
Trapped in Hells best room
i standed still and watched
,i saw the red wierd view
The wisper of a musik box....
The wisper of a musik box...
''sunflowers dying in your eyes
,a waste of youth,a waste of you.
the flowers ashes lying on your doorstep,
the beaty of your world is ded.
Just dont let grace reflect on dark,
dont let your wounds let stains on Love,
,dont curve a smile so you dont cry.
Let tears fall down,to purify.
No clouds to hide,slip on the sun,
and face the sky''
Now i am awake,trapped in towns
worse room
I am standing still ,waiting to see...
the same old view
Echoes of whispers in my mind,
the whisper of a musik box...