All those things I want

Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in | Posted on Thursday, August 28, 2008

Just a scream and nothing more
But everything was fine, or so I thought
Running trough a closing door
For a dream I couldn't have caught

Waiting in a dark room
Just standing near the blue
Hoping for the sorrow to not to bloom

I see all those little things I want
But I can just hold them from the far
And it's not that I can't
It would just bee too bizarre

By I'm the penguin

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