first I thought... Now, I know....
dreamin the rest of my life
of this thing I've missed
holding my fear like a knife
in the middle of my fist.
keepin it close to the heart of mine
tryin to make 'em an end
it was a feeling I couldn't define
now, I know: it was too much time which I'd spent.
loved you with every tear of my soul
hated you like a tree hates its leafs
I was this little naiv foul
and you were that smart thief.
I can't remember anytime I've cried
before that time you'd gone
and I look back to the moment I'd smiled
into his eyes - into your ones...
But you had nothing better to do
than breakin my heart into thousand of pieces
and my mind states me now that I have to go through
the forest of my wishes.
So: I'm over it
and now I know what I need
there's no love, no hate, not just a little bit
... you're nothing more yet than a little bad seed!
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Published on e-Stories.org on 04/12/2006.