quinta-feira, 20 de outubro de 2011


I finally understand that I don't belong here. 
As much as I love it, as much as I lie about not being scared
I'm coming home.

I'm being sold, I have to be there,
locked behind my bars, my lullabies.
Alone, locked inside my dark lullaby.

The place where I can taste the poison,
the place that I will always call home.

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