I lie in a deep slumber here
Waiting to wake up to my true love
There a man arrives, innocence at its best
He exits after robbing me of my jewels
I cry in my unconscious self, conscious of the betrayal
Hope has not left me and I wait again for the right one
He is here, I know he is the one with respect in his eyes
I am robbed again, but it were my clothes this time
More than my body, its my soul that hurts
But there’s still twinkle in my eyes behind the closed lids
He comes to kiss away my scars and heal my aching soul
But breaks the promise and exits after he has had his fill
I am left to die alone, slowly my body gives up and I float above
Now he finally comes, taking my remains to be hung and adorn…
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THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON... 