Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

The Final Stage

Let the door be closed
And I will not be 
The one you see again
Because the road has ended here
And you should continue your way
To the next line

Let the curtain turned down
And I will not be 
The one you want anymore
Because the show is over now 
And you must not linger 
In unattainable dream

Let the goodbye be said
And I will not be
The one you call in the night
Because the words have disappeared
And you must not hold on 
To the empty hope 

Let the memories be erased 
And I will not be
The one you imagine before
Because the feeling is mixed up
And you should not deny it
For your stubborn heart

Let the song be finished
And I will not be 
The one you need to cry on
Because the promise has been done
And the sound swiftly changed
To find someone else

Submitted: Sunday, December 30, 2012
Edited: Monday, December 31, 2012
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