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A Prison For The Dark-Hearted

Each time i make one cry
Anoşer one dies
For my empty struggle.

In şis limitless emptiness
Souls cry for şeir freedom.

In şis damn prison of mine
Trapped all i cared for,
Trapped all i value.

What kind of love is şis?
To waste all you owe...

02/03/2000

Uğur Özbala

 

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