duminică, 31 iulie 2011

Phantoms of the Past

Through the dark water I can see
I walk around them, I am between them
And every mirror that I look in,
In thousand and thousand of little me
So the shades around me multiply  
And every life I live seems like
 I am swimming in a deep deep ocean
Where I can see
Something that eventually was nothing
And thousands of beautiful nothings that eventually became
 Phantoms of the past. 

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