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Diktens namn: A leaf from a rose
Frfattare: Erik Wahlqvist

I'm awake now, please, you'll make me cry
You know I always been there for you
I let you open me , just like a book,
You read me like no one ever could

Remember the days when the sun, shined so bright upon us
Life had never been so good, I smiled more than I thought I could

You brought me back to life, everything felt so good

But then you threw me away, without a warning
Clouds started to gather, around the sun
Darkness were around me, I started to freeze
Life started to change in an instant of a breeze.

I felt so cold inside myself,
My heart became millions of, small pieces
It would take a life time, to put them back
Red turned black, when I started bleed within myself

Now when the sun shines from above the sky
Nothing goes through my mind, than the memories from you
That keeps the sun's rays and heat away from reaching me
My heart is torn apart, more and more for each day

The more I try to heal myself,
My internal will suffer more each moment
A thorn within my heart, is growing in the darkness
Reminds me of where I want to be, but can't
It will always be the same,

I wish that the thorn deep within me, would turn into a beatiful rose
Tough, dreams can't come true, that's what I believe in
A dream is a dream, a dream is a fantasy of what you want.
A beautiful thought. when you are down
Dreams will always be there, always telling you the truth,
That you are trying to hide

Wake me up from this nightmare we call the way of life,
Let my eyes awake from this gloomy path I been trapped into
Take my hand, and show me the way back to the other side
I beg you wake me up.. before I hear the word goodbye

A last tear fall down, and everything is gone
As the rain fall down from above,
I guess we are never alone,
We only need to see beyond the darkness that surrounds us

                                                                                      Erik Wahlqvist

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