My fingers just touch
my breath just breaths
My head is crushed
Between light beams
I want you here with me
I can't explain what I see
you are the maker of life
and the in between
I am a creator of strife
stuck in whispers and screams
My hands hang down
My soul streams sobs
My mouth is sound
While my heart throbs
I want you here with me
I can't explain what I see
you are the maker of life
and the in between
I am a creator of strife
stuck in whispers and screams
Monday, November 23, 2009
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