Something Like This
From this pain,
From this pain,
I just want to.
A malignant idea,
This love of mine,
Not ours,
As I have sculpted it
From a marble of fantasies,
Only to have you break it to shards.
Time is running out,
Time is running out,
Please, make a move.
It’s all in my head,
Amongst pointless adventures,
There is only you,
Something meaningful,
To define me and divine me,
Help me breathe again.
Darling, I rely on you.
A heart that is racing,
A heart that is racing,
Don’t let it stop.
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