16 November 2008

Nights, serenading.


it's 12 in the morning.

and i'm still here,

serenading this song away

to you.


do you hear me love?





dark and merciless is the night
when they take away all your dream-thoughts

and leave you with nothing
but a hungry desire beating wildly
in your chest.

right now,
i'm no longer a secret

but as long as the sun will rise the next day,
it wouldn't matter to anyone anymore.

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