Sometimes I can feel the blood boiling under my skin
Sometimes I can feel the slight snark of a grin you give me
Sometimes I can feel the Earth breathe and move and melt away
Sometimes I can feel like I know exactly what to say
Sometimes I can feel like I wanna dance in the street in the pouring rain
Sometimes I can feel like I wanna scream out my lungs until my throat is red with pain
and sometimes, sometimes I feel nothing and empty
and like this world is unreal
sometimes...only sometimes...
I feel.
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
Sometimes I can feel the blood boiling under my skin
Sometimes I can feel the slight snark of a grin you give me
Sometimes I can feel the Earth breathe and move and melt away
Sometimes I can feel like I know exactly what to say
Sometimes I can feel like I wanna dance in the street in the pouring rain
Sometimes I can feel like I wanna scream out my lungs until my throat is red with pain
and sometimes, sometimes I feel nothing and empty
and like this world is unreal
sometimes...only sometimes...
I feel.
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