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2012-05-04 | |
Who are you ghost asleep beside me?
Making me weak and full of awful fears
Every night I pray for a way to find salvation
And feel so weak trying to make you dissapear
My hopes are fading out as day by day
You gain more power over my frightened heart
My time is running out and I need to know
How do you find me wherever I go?
Who are you darkness coming over me?
Making me numb and slowly killing my soul
I used to have a free spirit until you shackled it
And made me live alone in this cold dark hole.
I try to escape and reach for a glimmer of light
It is so close, I can see it through my fingers
Soon, I start feeling pleasant warmth on my skin
Sadly it disappears, but its scent of hope still lingers
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