Roulette
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- Dec 15, 2010
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In the darkness of the night
I feel something is not right.
There's a silence I apprehend,
Something I can't touch with Hand .
there is a part of me feeling cold,
And my heart is all troubled.
even my mind is not at ease,
My whole being is icy cold breeze,
Alone in a place where I live.
A hard choice not to leave
Like a leaf plucked from a tree
Hanging on a cliff that is me
How do I dump it into the Sea,
Kill the though, then wait and see?
Maybe I'll feel less insecure…
But deep down, I know the cure:
The remedy to set me free,
Is to be where I want to be.
Travel back where I call home,
And find warmth and shalom
I feel something is not right.
There's a silence I apprehend,
Something I can't touch with Hand .
there is a part of me feeling cold,
And my heart is all troubled.
even my mind is not at ease,
My whole being is icy cold breeze,
Alone in a place where I live.
A hard choice not to leave
Like a leaf plucked from a tree
Hanging on a cliff that is me
How do I dump it into the Sea,
Kill the though, then wait and see?
Maybe I'll feel less insecure…
But deep down, I know the cure:
The remedy to set me free,
Is to be where I want to be.
Travel back where I call home,
And find warmth and shalom