fallen angel
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was man nicht so alles schreibt, wenn man sich an einem Ort befindet, an dem man nicht sein will und sich einfach nur verloren fühlt...
so dark this place
inside it grows
the light it fades
a cold wind blows
so lonely within
someone crying out loud
a tear rolling down
a face in the crowd
so slowly it's crumbling
into pieces of glass
now a lonesome mess
once a mirror it was
scared by those dreams
that I can't define
I fall back on my pillow
to restless sleep of mine
so dark this place
inside it grows
the light it fades
a cold wind blows
so lonely within
someone crying out loud
a tear rolling down
a face in the crowd
so slowly it's crumbling
into pieces of glass
now a lonesome mess
once a mirror it was
scared by those dreams
that I can't define
I fall back on my pillow
to restless sleep of mine