And Yet... (Part 2)
I saw myself in the mirror, I don't see me anymore. A soul chained in care, then left stuck in your pain. My eye is swollen ~barely flares, The one's shining , When seeing you near. What are you doing? Is that our love seed? Let me cry myself to suffocating, Lonely without your voice to hear. My chest is decaying, Burning in every beat . My chest is festering , Vomiting your mangy spears. Crumbling in the hell of forgetting, Dancing to the rhythm of our grieves. My soaked nerves are pleading, Let me peel this face I wear. Agonizing, barely breathing.. And still we dance, in ruined grace, And yet ... I can already believe. Are you lying? Still, is he near? What are you saying? We both fall into the same abyss, Are you doubting? Then, cut my ears. My heart is breaking, memories hiss so clear. You stole my sensing , Left me in the mist,dear. I'm not afraid of threatening, But of the end drawing so near . I keep on trying To swallow my tears, It's been years, And still I rot ,sincere. I've accepted changes. And yet ... I can already give
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