Blank State
Imprisoned in my own sorrow
A mysterious sanctuary, so narrow
Though I refused to cry,
All I wanted is to fly.
Lift me up from this darkness
Free my mind out of madness
Diminish all the tears of past.
Let the suffering turn into dust.
Imprisoned in my own sorrow
A mysterious sanctuary, so narrow
Though I refused to cry,
All I wanted is to fly.
Lift me up from this darkness
Free my mind out of madness
Diminish all the tears of past.
Let the suffering turn into dust.
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Dear Child
Feeling so lonley
I drift with the wind, this is true
Caught on nothing but you
Feeling this comfort
The melancholy is due
Breaking but the thought of you
As yellow falls to the ground in peace
Thinking this feeling will cease
We’re free from the past
Leaving for love
Searching for remedy
I’m left stranded on this melody
seeking you at last
Finding this love
I fall apart in your arms
finding nothing to cause harm
We embrace at last
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So beautiful
(via nirvana-teens)
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