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duminică, 29 noiembrie 2009

Stairway

We look at each other and all we see is suffering.
Our souls have grown weary and our hearts have gone sad.
The coldness shivers down our spines,
And silent screams are unheard.
The pain is no longer just inside,
It is everywhere.
Some of us have lost the will to live…
And we get weaker everyday.
There is no longer any strength and the scent of death, is in the air.
Our innocence has vanished into the light,
Where eternal happiness is promise.
I walk up the stairway to heaven above the clouds
The end has come and we are all together again and our nightmare has pasted.

- by Cold

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