Such deep pain in the vain....
Frozen tear drop at the edge of my eyelash.....
Sited at the edge of time .... As many years has past me by ...
The wrong can never be undone ...
The sins are to be judge at the gates of heaven .... witnessed by St Peter himself.
Walking on thin rope called Faith ... Wondering if there a light at the end of the tunnel
Or
Will i parrish into the darkness..
With each step i feel weaker... The hands on the clock tic's away .....
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