ENTIRE WORLD IS MY IMAGINATION AND FRAGILE AS A PIECE OF GLASS
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Shivers, 11/11/12, 21:00

Crave you to the shivers down the spine,
Crave you to the goosebumps on the skin.
Scattered and dispersed in space and time,
Traces of the past is all there’s left for me.
Memories are drowning in the pain,
Stuck in them I am for no good reason.
Wish I could survive through all again,
Dreams of mine would not have been imprisoned.
Dignity is lost, is lost respect,
Nothing in the past could now be altered.
Nothing could be changed in retrospect.
Have to chose between a noose and altar.
Crave you to the shivers down the spine,
Crave you to the goosebumps on the skin.
Scattered and dispersed in space and time,
And dispelled are parts of you and me!


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