I'm trying, I'm screaming, I'm panicing, I'v been crying until there are no more tears left to cry.
When a stupid misstake can ruin everything you thought was yours.
When you would do anything to turn back time - When you feel that there is no joy in understandning.
There is no room for understanding - a misstake is no longer a misstake, the misstake became reality for the other person, when it was fiction thoughts of my own, thoughts about something totally different tears it up.. and I'm standing alone, facing a closed door, screaming and kicking, trying to get true.. the keywhole whispers to you, it's to late, it's over, you must go back where your came from, there is nothing more here for you to recieve because there is nothing more going to be given to you. I'm falling down, gravitiy takes me with it, far down where everything turns dark - crying and whispering, let it all be a dream, the door wants to let me in, the door love me, the door would never close on me, because the door, the door believe in me.. falling deeper and deeper, falling to another level of understanding.. A scream reaches the top of my long, but no sound will come - is this the feeling of dying or is a feeling of a brooken heart - why would it matter they hurt just as much, but there are no end for the second one..

Crying and whispering, this cannot be true, this is not reality, this is a dream and this is a bad dream - a dream he soon will wake me up from, this is a dream that will teach you a lesson, but never a dream that will come true, if you tell someone - the dream wont come true and love will win over all the evils in the world.

If you keep falling it's your desteny - if some one catches you, you're loved.

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