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Your hate my love
Your screams my pain
Your sadness my loneliness
Your words my unspoken silence
Your eyes welled up tears
Your voice my darkness
Your thoughts are my lifeline

Your songs my deafness
Your warmth my neediness
Your promise my commitment
Your breath my search
Your innocence my tainted childhood
Your purity my profanity
Your heart my bleeding stabbed feeling
Your light my roughness
Your calm my calm filled insanity
Your cheers my fears
Your hate my everything

Oohhhh...
That something got me high on cloud...
To dream to fly not above but to you...

HI AUTHOR Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora