Here , I find a distance time to dream
Here , I did find a time to feel
Here , I did find a lonely soul to be with
I told him I could be the sun only if you can be the moon
Here , I burned his pure soul without even touching him
Here , he become a dream again like a flower without water slowly dying
Here , how cold i could be for something who burns?
How I can play apart of two players one who heal & one who kills
How I mix them in different emotionally words in every letter there's a tear one of joy one of fear one of pain and one of regrets
Can he notice the difference?
Can he notice the difference between my pureness and my rageness ?
Is he that blind by me
Can he notice ?
Can he know the real me like can he understand the message behind my question ?
Can he understand the message behind my answers ?
How could he be this dumb
How i could be this cold ??
How cold I did become
for something who burns ...
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