As you're lying there
Dying there, crying like no tommorow
You wrenching your hands
And somehow I understand the pain that you are feeling
The pit of your stomach feels up in your throat
And your head is filled with clashes and fragments of words
I can't feel it myself
But I feel as if I could explain it with perfection
And I want to sympahthize
And I want to lay down beside you
I want to gaze endlessly in your eyes
I want you to see just one glimps into my soul through yours
So that you can know that I know
How it feels













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acid goes to your head;
ecstasy goes to your heart
Peace&Love
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~A bohemian storm is brewing~
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acid goes to your head;
ecstasy goes to your heart
Peace&Love
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