minder, maar moet er ff uit...
Life is a cube of happyness
shielded by thorns
Thorns of fear, hate and misery
Break or pass those thorns
and stop living in emptyness.
But those thorns
so sharp and strong
yet moveable, keeping us
away from joy, where we belong
Knowing not,
How to carry on
Ending it all, why not?
Cause what's life really about
But thinking of whom míght care
Makes me not to dare
Not to dare to end it all
Not to dare, taking that fall
I hope these memories will stay
cause thats all the keeps me
keeping me here to pray
that goodtimes will come, and stay.
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