As last days make haste my way
Me and my heroism won't save me now
Creep on me, oh day of death
And I know how to live like the wind
We speak in different wishes
Too rich in words for us to comprehend
But it's undeniable, this night perhaps my last
How now can I go out?
Though every day ends with a heaving sigh
And every morning breathes such sad sanguinity
The day won't revolve around me
My feet can't fail me now
Life, love of ours
Love you, love me so desperately
I live to do what I can
I'm not a simple fabrication
3/02/2009
It Won't Save Us Now
Written by Unknown at 11:04 PM
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