22 Nisan 2009 Çarşamba

off to izmir

kaldırımlarla selamlaşmanın, rakıyı yudumlamanın, sarılmanın, güneşin tadını çıkarmanın, yıldızburnu'nun, dinlenmenin, düşünmemenin, denizden esen meltemle tüyleri diken diken etmenin, günah çıkarmanın, iş konuşmamanın, asmalı'dan kopmanın, aksoy'a sarılmanın vakti.



giderayak, 3 doors down'dan.

the open wound she hides
she just keeps it bundled up
and never lets it show
she can't take much more of this
but she can't let it go
and that's ok
she don't want the world

those words he never spoke haunt her life
the memories of all the times before
she tried to show him love
while he would only ask for more
but it's ok
she don't want the world

softly in her sleep
pictures of the life she's longing
for slowly appear
she's seen them all before
but somehow never quite this clear
she just smiles
she don't want the world

a brand new morning shines
as she wakes up alone again
this time to face the day
she swears there's time to make it
as she simply walks away
and it's ok
she don't want the world

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