The best songs are ahead

Youpele

Youpele

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30 October, 2011

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Almost in my corner again

words fell out of my mouth

when touched the grasses dies

hope this is not what life's about

Close to the color blue

I can feel my chest falling off

my eyeballs swimming in ocean

I can see my TV fading off

The night is getting deeper

as I dig deep into midnite

The songs are getting softer

its only tears past twilight

Like a gladiator I face fear

not to go back there, nope!

Never to live outside His will

I hold unto dreams, I climb hope

I feel it's nearer

I perceive it better

though I can't touch it yet

but its incoming letter

These days are better of

but not close to my four months

not as good but peace consoles

Well, Hope I hoped speaks of days with the best songs