IRC-Galleria

I find myself hanging in a moment which is already gone
Killing myself alone
No one to grab my hand
no one to feel my land

Remember the touch so warm?
That second changed my life
Remember the season?
Those months made me what I am

My fantasies was made to be broken
My diarys were made to be a soundtrack
My joyrneys were made to be words
The music goes forevermore

Repeat is off
ans this is the last track
please, remember me
but be happy without me
Last note, I'm still here
I must have failed