Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Dusk drops in the curves of sky,
Singing birds pass me by
I stand in the window
I can see
Lights are slowly closing on me
Traffic is in hurry, all in speed,
These cheering noises, are all I need
Sun has long since gone beyond sight,
In the loud crowd
I can see light
This crowd can only forever kill,
The silence within me, all is so still
Yet of the darkest side I'm the owner
I am a silence hunter
A helpless loner
Whatever I am, I love to be only me,
A mysterious girl
Wild and free
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