black diamond.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

While the sun is awake
The world begins
Dance with the shadows that follow the light

Offer a prayer with those trembling hands
The thing that you want
It's like a doll without a purpose, isn't it?
Not even shedding tears

Even if you're hurt, even if it's filled with lies
Decide and don't yield
Only real things can continue to shine.


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