From the steel-cold bite of pain
I cannot save you.
From the marsh of doubt
I cannot save you.
From yourself
I cannot save you.
I can be stronger
for the power to save you,
Yet there is nothing
for me to save you from.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
For Good by Teodora Mihailova
For good, he sees not
the way I look at him,
for loneliness is necessary.
For good, he feels not
the coldness in my heart,
for darkness, it is necessary.
For good, he knows not
of my doubts of sin,
for righteousness is necessary.
For good, he still believes
my eyes are full of light,
for emptiness is necessary.
For good, he sees not
the evil in the right,
for punishment is necessary.
the way I look at him,
for loneliness is necessary.
For good, he feels not
the coldness in my heart,
for darkness, it is necessary.
For good, he knows not
of my doubts of sin,
for righteousness is necessary.
For good, he still believes
my eyes are full of light,
for emptiness is necessary.
For good, he sees not
the evil in the right,
for punishment is necessary.
by Teodora Mihailova
Every day is the same,
nothing ever changes.
Every face i know,
everybody tires me.
Every day is the same,
but everybody's different.
No day ever comes again,
the before is far away.
Every day's the same,
all i have today
is the belief that one day
i will wake up in a better day.
Every face i know,
everybody tires me.
Every day is the same,
but everybody's different.
No day ever comes again,
the before is far away.
Every day's the same,
all i have today
is the belief that one day
i will wake up in a better day.
by Teodora Mihailova
Sixteen bloody battles,
Seventeen tears like waves,
Fourty miles through mist,
A hundred frozen days
Seven ghostly voices,
Many fears like snowflakes,
An evening and a chance,
A flower and a dance
I'm living for the kiss
Fighting against time,
Striving for that second
When you're always mine
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