tisdag 3 februari 2009

Stockholm Syndrome

This is the first!
(thing I remember)
Now it's the last!
(thing left on my mind)
Afraid of the dark.
(do you hear me whisper)
An empty heart,
(replaced with paranoia)
Where do we go?
(life's temporary)
After we're gone.
(like new years resolutions)
Why is this hard?
(do you recognize me)
I know I'm wrong
(but I can't help believing)

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