Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Medea's lament (Claude, Im, Danni)

from the outside looking in,
cast aside, with out him
all alone in this cold world

the earth, the sun and the sky
become my reasons why
All alone in this cold world

babies cry, they haunt my dreams
nothings ever what it seems
Golden bands are make believe
filled with hate and jealousy

A house, no longer a home 
all alone

she's got nothing more to give
no reason to live
                                                      x3
all alone in this cold world

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