You can watch the daying sun,
On the purple burning sky...
You can stare how minutes run,
While they whisper you "goodbye..."
Do you think it really worths?
Do you have a real wish?...
Frozen wind blows from the north...
Calling blizzards with its swish...
All have gone... and silky night,
Shrouds the town her darkly way...
Lonely wind becomes untight,
Neither him could make you stay...
If you want, I'll let you go,
You'll be free... just for a while...
Then you'll guess what I still know...
Nothing's left, but just... my smile.
Empty freedom
© Copyright: Scrutineer, 2005
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