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(The sound of breathing) I am the air / unseen a breath underneath the rush the coffee the traffic on concrete streets I am lifting the dirt the grime the dust polluting us I am adding wings to the speed of your feet to where your dreams may meet I am the sigh in your quivering lungs inside your heart such self defeat when you concede to it deceit / disease / cease to breathe never to notice me or listen to our song everything Wind chimes time a summer's relief / a breeze strides along cooling your face from the heat Do not say you blame it all on me Don't say I'm the purpose the reason or the space between knife and slice of skin between the heart & the eyes unable and refusing to see why our love retreats Dagger / plunged the deathblow a quick hands woes A heartless man goes so neat and clean so discreet hiding in the bleak uncaring so... I am the air you never notice me touching your sorrow your skin yet never being / your glee invisible that is how despair begins I am the air / unseen waiting for you to care to notice to open eyes, see! I am the air, here / with you a friend that is always there invisible waiting to be / seen. do you notice me? (The sound of breathing) A heart is beating. Lub Dub Lub Dub Did you notice me...
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 4:42 PM UTC
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(The sound of breathing) I am the air / unseen a breath underneath the rush the coffee the traffic on concrete streets I am lifting the dirt the grime the dust polluting us I am adding wings to the speed of your feet to where your dreams may meet I am the sigh in your quivering lungs inside your heart such self defeat when you concede to it deceit / disease / cease to breathe never to notice me or listen to our song everything Wind chimes time a summer's relief / a breeze strides along cooling your face from the heat Do not say you blame it all on me Don't say I'm the purpose the reason or the space between knife and slice of skin between the heart & the eyes unable and refusing to see why our love retreats Dagger / plunged the deathblow a quick hands woes A heartless man goes so neat and clean so discreet hiding in the bleak uncaring so... I am the air you never notice me touching your sorrow your skin yet never being / your glee invisible that is how despair begins I am the air / unseen waiting for you to care to notice to open eyes, see! I am the air, here / with you a friend that is always there invisible waiting to be / seen. do you notice me? (The sound of breathing) A heart is beating. Lub Dub Lub Dub Did you notice me...
butch-decatoria
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 4:42 PM UTC
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