terça-feira, 12 de junho de 2007

Death of the beast / Freedom of an orchid

I finally let you go
Your roots no longer feeding on my heart
The beast to be tamed has died
And love perished.
A new flame turned it to ashes
A new colour made it hollow.
Nothing lingers but the beautiful memories
The unreplaceable moments drowned in the past.
Stronger wings have dried, and now i'm flying again.
So close the little door, seek a brighter sun,
A fertile soil awaits you, don't fear it.
I know you can reach it.
Remember how you made me who i am
How we made us who we are.

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