In your palm your earth lies
See how it glowes and shines
Rise your other hand in the air
Hight above the other one
Look closely on your little world
The air press through your falling hand
Fear begins to grow inside of you
With widened and terror-filled eyes you see
Your little life ends in pieces
Blood flows from your eyes
A hollow scream empty your lungs
Your body shake as it dies
Slowly you fall to the ground
You hit your head hard so it cracks open
In your dying breath you realise
All you have been doing is dreaming
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Publicerad 2010-05-21 20:43