She lost herself
She loses herself when she leans over, to kiss me
On the spot we stop the clock, from passing by
Tell me, when it’s over, and take my hand
Guide me through your heart while I fall apart
From leaving this fairy tale, of living
On the covers of others soulmates
I try not to lose my composure
When I try to win her over
I run my way across the lane
She was with another man
Couldn’t get my mind together when I saw her there
Lying in bed with another man
The sheets where I shed my love for her
Conspurcating my shrine of love, and the memory of us
Wasted my life pursuing others dream,
Now I’m stuck in a limbo of indecision
Can anyone choose for me?
I try not to lose my composure
When I try to win her over
I run my way across the lane
She was with another man
Stranded in the idiocy of my own passion
I dwell in the blood rushing to my head
In a rage attack to the walls
What is beauty? What is lust?
The perfect body is the one that olds you in your sleep
Afraid of letting you go, breathing in unison
I try not to lose my composure
When I try to win her over
I run my way across the lane
She was with another man
I’m fishing for words to express my rage
As I strole down the street in a manic path,
Slaloming between the urban objects
In distain for my existence, I stumble on my emotions
Crack my chest open and take away the pain
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