Tuesday, September 22, 2009

DESPERADO

I dreamt I was dead
The corpse just lying
I was on the death bed
But nobody was crying

When I woke up I realised
How sweet the dream was
Coz with no you in life
I have no living purpose

My status changed to single
Im tired of poeting pain
Remorse and I mingle
With lonliness gone insane

Tired of walking alone
Wish you could be that shadow
Tired of crying on the phone
Makes me become a desperado.

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