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Skin | by kyreneglendevon
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Seconds from my heart

A bullet from the dark

Helpless, I surrender

Shackled by your love

Holding me like this

With poison on your lips

Only when it’s over

The silence hits so hard

We bleed ourselves in vain

How tragic is this game?

Turn around, I’m holding on to someone

But the love is gone

Carrying the load, with wings that feel like stone

Knowing that we nearly fell so far now

It’s hard to tell

When I heard that sound

When the walls came down

I was thinking about you

When my skin grows old

When my breath runs cold

I’ll be thinking about you

When I run out of air to breathe

It’s your ghost I see

I’ll be thinking about you, about you

I reached out for your hand

When the walls were caving in

But I see you on the other side

We can try all over again

It was almost love, it was almost..



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Uploaded on July 21, 2017