Last Impression



I hold still
The darkness feeling inside me
As I saw you
that night
for the last time


Cold and guilty
Scared and strange
Hard to say
Your eyes
there's a look on it
a look of a secret
an unknown secret


I could tell that you want me to know
But they're so hard
You just scared
to say it out loud
Just like the night
was surrounded
with full of evil ghost
And I still don't know
like usual...
you give me
more questions
than answers.


Your face hold it
for the last time
And you go
walking down to the door
without a word of goodbye
But
there's the last thing that I could tell
that you want me there
But you give me
only
the last imprssion.

[n.a]

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