Last time I fell in front of you
And how much it hurts.
There is no one I compare to you
I miss you
And I am starving,
And I am waiting what..
I miss you,
Do you know what it means ?
I touch you in my church of envies,
And each time it’s not you.
I miss you.
I love the way you talked to me
Even if it was a lie.
I love the way you moved through the time.
I didn’t know I could become so engaged in my passion.
And hear the shadows of my voice,
There are born within your soul,
There are dying in the sky.
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