Caricamento in corso...

your love..the equivalence of death

In the backround
The people go by
I hardly notice
Not really sure why
If they talk to me
I cannot hear
If they laugh at me
It doesnt matter
Im not really here
 
You might have done
Me in this time
You might have  
Burned me alive
And swelling...
The swelling of my skin
This aching heart
Scorched from within
And im bleeding
Bleeding for you
For two...
 
The days pass
Its all just the same
I wake up
Calling your name
But your not here
So why should
I care?
 
Its cold here
Just like this chair
This lonely chair
Just like your
Love just like
Death...

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