19/1/11

I can smell the smoke

Too fucked up to say the true
Hiding of something scary. Someone scary like you
You come here and pull out my life
I try to say it on words but no, that can't be right.

I don't know what should I say
When you ask about that ice cold, unbreakable place
As if going through all these mines, fences and hate
Was the easiest part of this fight.

Heal me tonight
I just want you to heal me tonight.

bah... I lost it...

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