If I could break your fall

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There are few words to say, these few words will never expire.
They will always remain attached to the remaining air between you and me.
Words like I love you that were never uttered anymore and only will burst with some substance within.

You will never understand.
what I feel when I see you

Seems impossible to keep living this way
Seems impossible to keep this burden

We are hooked for life now
And things will always be the same.
We cannot live with our without each other
I’m sharpened, if it is an obsession
I wanna die with it.

I want to be carried away.

If I could melt your ice
If I could break your fall
If needs were drowned with a bit or lots of dope.
and have come to conclusions
We will always pull away and attract.
Like moths to the flame.
Like positives poles.

Emptiness, misunderstood loneliness.
It seems you are the only person in the world not willing to be loved and the only person I can love more than myself.
You never leave me, you never stay.
And my heart grows bigger with love and my soul grows bigger with pain.

And the pain of uncertainty grows with every glimpse at the clock

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