beauty
theres onli traces of them left
turnin back the pages
understandin the most beautiful lines
love havin reached the end
fingertips upon the keyboard
silent emotions

maybe silence is a crime
too used to feelin of degradin
hurtin myself with my own hands
happiness stops upon this dark nite
the familiar face in my dream
the dream tat i hold onto

takin role into reality
in too deep
too much emotions used
the city's cold
unable to feel any warmth
and i regret
not actin real enuff lovin u