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AgainLike hard rocksfilling my bagSteel hard spikesdrilling into my fleshIt's like you and iyou filled my bag with these stonesyou drilled the spikes into meWe've been here beforeit's so hard to let goWE've had this conversation beforei should let go, it's so hardWe've had these fights beforelike you are filling my bag with stoneslike you rae drilling spikes into my fleshi should drop the bag and leavei should leave you behindWhy is it so hardto take a step and move onI hoped we could establish thisi hopedno hope anymorei should drop my bagremove the spikesi should start againfrom a clean tablewhy are you haunting my dreamswhy is it so hard to leaveLeave and let gostart again,without youi shall do it all again
A Blank PageA blank pagethe parchment is dryThe blank pagethe quill is unusedA blank pageAwaiting to be written ona blank pagenothing written but tearsA blank pageWriter is next to the deskEmpty headEmpty heartHe's a blank pageA blank pageA story writtenOnly with tearsThe quill is dryA blank pagePage is emptyAs the writer himselfthe Parchment is dryHe has no more tears to cryA blank pageRequires more inkThe knife rests at his veinThe parchment shall get its textWritten in inkFrom the writer himself
Mind if iMind if i look at youDreaming far awayMind if i look at your hairThe waves of smooth silkMind if i look at your faceFace or perfectionMind if i look into your eyesMirror of a beautiful soulMind if i look at your shouldersPlace to cry at when i stumbleMind if i look at your armsEmbracing so softlyMind if i look at your handsSo gentle and warmMind if i look at your bodySo beyond perfectionMind if i lookOthers may say something bad about you,I ask you to ignore them, you're beautiful.Mind if i look at your lipsThinking about the kiss i am about to steal.