@ 31 May 2000 | 10:52pm

Screaming on top of your lungs!
Hoping nobody would hear.
Hearing your heartbeat loud as a drum
This pain I can no longer bear.

Where is the dream?
Shrouded in gloomy overcast,
Eagerly awaiting the blinding sun,
So I can dig and bury again the past.


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