i can't express. i've turned dull. i'm uninspired. i lost it all. the feelings that were too much too carry...
"there's blood in my mouth cause i've been biting my tongue all week
i keep on talking trash, but i never say anything
and the talking leads to touching
and the touching leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left"
i'm still holding on to this. i don't want to let go.
i need to figure this out.
"i know i'm alone if i'm with or without you
but being around you offers me another form of relief
when the loneliness leads to bad dreams
and the bad dreams lead me to calling you
and i call you and say come here"
life is running. it gets weary.
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