and now that we know
that's all my fault
to cut the words
to skin the sores
lips are nails
in someone else's eyes
an emptiness for curing this
a million beautifull cries
you drew a desire
and shot your heart away
planted empty envelops
but nothing ever came
no voice
just storms
no rain
just clouds
more pain
no tears
what beauty?
dead mouth
that's all my fault
to cut the words
to skin the sores
lips are nails
in someone else's eyes
an emptiness for curing this
a million beautifull cries
you drew a desire
and shot your heart away
planted empty envelops
but nothing ever came
no voice
just storms
no rain
just clouds
more pain
no tears
what beauty?
dead mouth
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