Then,
the darkness squeezing the jaded heart
tighten the hug to the cold soul
until it is even hard to breath.
Letting go all the warmth and lust
until there are nothing left.
The pierced fantasies and dreams
withering like roses
in the end of October night.
Fallen on the dry sand,
carried by the autumn breeze,....gone.
Knockout.
the darkness squeezing the jaded heart
tighten the hug to the cold soul
until it is even hard to breath.
Letting go all the warmth and lust
until there are nothing left.
The pierced fantasies and dreams
withering like roses
in the end of October night.
Fallen on the dry sand,
carried by the autumn breeze,....gone.
Knockout.