Some things are destined never to be said. Others stay in space, waiting for a sympathetic soul. Does it makes any difference? Does it change anything?
I know i'm not having a nightmare ... I'm living it, because you woke me up and now it seems too late.
When i grow up i want to live it all again. Doing everything right. Back to the point where we were afraid to continue ... No. It will not make any difference now.
I know i'm not having a nightmare ... I'm living it, because you woke me up and now it seems too late.
When i grow up i want to live it all again. Doing everything right. Back to the point where we were afraid to continue ... No. It will not make any difference now.
So many questions unanswered. So many answers left in silence. Powerful words. Say so much, and yet, say nothing. They make our mind fly around illusions and do nothing more than that. Don't want to live in a world of illusion.
I will not hear any more words if they mean nothing ...
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