How I feel
Music is that air I breathe but every time you get cut I feel my skin split.I feel the tears burn warm down my cheeks.
And I wonder if its a big deal.
I can feel a hole in stomach where my feelings used to be...
Growing like a giant pit.
The smell of your cologne reeks
And again I question who is it I call me?
I feel you fall apart from miles away.
My heart breaks too.
I wonder if the pain is real...
Your pain
And then I understand Very clearly how I feel.
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