The sadness of your eyes, the hidden tortured of your soul, I can feel and I can I can share…
Here is a piece of my soul, examine it, look at it, why it’s always so sad.
Nothing I can do to heal this, nothing I can do to comfort this.
It’s laying there , all uncared for, all un-needed.
There is no one day, there won’t be one day, the future , well there is no future.
I’m trembling with the force of nature, why and why, nothing but silence.
My heart is bleeding, I can’t, I can’t.
How many more days, nobody knows, nobody cares.
What is it behind your eyes, I like to dive in and comfort you.
A kiss, a touch, nothing but emptiness, I will try and I will try.
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