Hard to feel, hard to breathe
If you come near I'll leave
Cause I...I'm like turning into stone
Numbed. Can't sense anymore
Maybe...maybe I need to run a thousand miles
And cry loud from emptiness I had
It will echoes in my wounded soul
Cause I...I'm still have this broken hope
Maybe...maybe I need one step to close
But my hands're tired break these closed doors
And if you want me now ... once and forever all
I'll whisper 'there's nothing left.. only void' ...
Hard to feel, hard to breathe...
© Copyright: Нармин Керим, 2015
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