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Pauses |
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Are broken by statements, not tenderness |
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I always wanted much more than this |
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Heartsworn misguidance |
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Disguised in abundance |
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Of thoughts of the moment |
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Not facts of the day |
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Gestures are only as loud as the words |
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I was tricked by the movement |
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All sound went unheard |
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Obscured by the darkness, I reach for your face |
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But I find a cold emptiness has taken its place |
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Left all alone after making that find |
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A silent scream starts distorting the mind |
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And I'm always wanting much more than this |
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Left breathing in hope gently passed by your kiss |
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But the lifeline is broken in two equal halves |
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One closes up slowly |
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The second one laughs... |
