If I told you
You’d think I’m alone and alive
If I gave you my willing,
You’d say I would never survive
When tomorrow is breaking
My wishes dissolve in the mist
When pretending starts aching,
I cover my pain with a fist
As my sorrow is fading,
Your touches become reprimands
When your heart wants to make it,
My borders forgive and collide
Our game on the morrow
Will give me the reason to lie
Silver chain under pillow
Is another embracing goodbye
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