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too late to.
the secrets of people are held 'neath their eyes, i know i see nightmares like mine all the time, my fortune's been told though i keep it close to my soul,i can hide it forever or dare let it go. i remained in my chair in seat-belted shaking i remember, i know, we're death in the making. i hope you don't run far away, it's not easy to chain what you love to a tree and cause knowing the ending still makes me bleed oh knowing the ending... cremations, carnivals, we're spirits as lovers all so we can stay warm in our beds, but now somebody's holding my child by the hands, and the people are crowding, their making demands. it's unfortunate sometimes to be. to be chained to your heart, to a tree. but i've souvenired all the ideas i might need, to exhume someday someone just to seem him not breath and to stare at that despot, death in the eyes to remind that i won't leave alive...so slide your hands over the sheets and my face and tell me what's missing, tell me to my face but you leaned and whispered into my ear and i heard you say words that you always had feared, and his knuckles will swell as the years go on, on, and you screamed it a hundred more times bursting lungs, don't run away, not tonight i can't help, feeling i'm drowning like i'm someone else. i don't know if i died or if i slept, i've had trouble just connecting my steps. but go on,and don't look back at my shadow, just know that i'm standing, my hands in the air, i don't care now to run away now that i have no real reason to stay. it's too wet to believe in a sun that could warm and evaporate this storm, this one it's a sickness i wish i could see, but the ending had come and it's too late to bleed, it's a sickness i wish i could see chaining your love to your heart, to a tree, and knowing the ending still makes me bleed but the ending has come and it's too late...
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