We are two pieces closely tied by strings
We creat our own world, the world in our minds
Just choking, suffocating in lies of different kinds
And this is my confession: i've decieved myself too much
It was a selh-annihilation, a limit that i reach
But your salvation made me to forget my fears
And each your touch could always dry my tears
All my sins were an appeal of help
And have found me on the world's map
This feeling undiscribe and with the library of words
All my past suffering is a base of my new poetical notes
I was hiding in myself, pretending that i'm not
When all my accumulated hatred needed to be cut
And now i'm free, it feels so quetly in your tender arms
So let me be more than your angel with bleeding wounds
If this is love, I'm ready to say that i love you
If it's not, i really don't care cause i need you
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