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Soul MatesI am not the first onetrying to bring down the sun to see if it starts with its heat to melt your heart. I spend nights snuggled in my cold bed, dreamless and alone; I constantly struggle the days that you leave me on my own. Sometimes I'm running out of air but when I breath all I think of is you. I'm freezing over when you're not here, living is painful if it's not with you. Angel, your image comes back and there I just die drawing the last lines of my life time. This is my own hell and now it's too late to drive away to other fate. The deepest silence in the world is coming from soul mates who forgot their voice. Sometimes I'm running out of air but when I breath all I think of is you. I'm freezing over when you're not here, living is painful if it's not with you. |