Coming back to this flat
brings my memories back.
Can I learn to forget,
sobbing melody’s track?
Crawling, filling my eyes
with the dusky black smoke
creepy ghosts give advice
on the life that went broke.
Crammed with dust of my dreams
in the nice city pad,
echoing all past screams
and so much went unsaid.
Can you give me your hand?
I will learn to forget
dance of life I have planned
and my crashing regret.
01/11/2004
Sobbing Memory Track
© Copyright: А Н Е Л, 2004
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