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Mon 15 Dec, 2003 01:23 pm
When everything you see is dark and grey
the end feels so close, but yet so far away.
The things you once loved have faded and died
because everything you loved, you also denied.
Trapped inside this room that you call life
resembles nothing but an endless fight.
Memories of false hopes and shattered dreams
it's enough to make your heart bleed in streams.
Pull the blinds down and shut the door
she turns the light off and trys to ignore
the cars rolling by, the phone as it rings
she closes her eyes, for every blink stings
fallen asleep beside the bed
a rolled up jacket under her head
she dreams fluently to escaper her mind
but she will soon wake up to find
that everything is dark and grey
the end feels so close but still so far away
the things she once loved have faded and died
because everything she loved, she also denied
trapped inside this room that you call life
resembles nothing but an endless fight
memories of false hopes and shattered dreams
it's enough to make your heart bleed in streams
she'll pull the blinds down and shut the door
she'll turn the lights off and try to ignore
the cars rolling by, the phone as it rings
she'll close her eyes, for every blink stings
she'll fall asleep beside the bed
with a rolled up jacket under her head
she'll dream fluently to escape her mind
and wake up once again to find.............
Life
Contained in a room
Rolls in a vicious circle.....
One day the blinds would be rolled up
The cars noise would bring cheers
Some one, Some distance away
May be strolling in your way
Keep the doors open
Keep the doors open......
(Good poem Sir, Thank you.......)