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SHE
7.2.2001
She's tired though disable to fall asleep,
Heavy minded with her thoughts,
Trying to find out why her heart wants to weep,
Torn down by all screaming faults.
Eyes did decide to become blind and resistant,
Not wanting to face these fears,
Her soul prefers to hide itself in a black tent,
Fading, just one song in ears.
Sing this song 'bout different universe and world
Where she would get to know the point,
Her binding's up to just a little silver cord
Followed by rays, lead to the joint.
Finally she's asleep now, having her cheeks wet,
Finding the way to fulfil scenes.
I wish you dearly 'Sweet good night, little lady sad'
I, the Moon, guard of immense dreams.
