Somewhere along the way
When the road stopped being curvy
When even the dirt was too lazy to change
Somewhere behind my face
When my emotions stopped trying
When even the voice in my head has given up
The cracks in the walls
Listening to the charity words
They are nothing but significant to no one
Is there anything worse instead of delicate ignorance
Somewhere inside my mind
When the tensions never get released
When even sleep cant make things right
Somewhere far away
When the family forgets its own
When no one cares who you touch anymore
Bleed it out with a letting knife
Just let the fever take its course
Let it come with a natural wind of recourse
Just like the rain in a romance movie














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\"Lets hybernate together in the spoiled squids den.\"
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Once you realize that you are wrong...you are always right.
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