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2009-11-15 | |
You see, you want, you have,
And all around you suffers
From the distortion in your head,
And the wannabe reality it offers.
You touch, you feel, you sight,
And everything transforms
In the infinity of a so-called "light",
That only true love holds.
You give, you hope, you take,
And share your dreams along,
Until your heart demands a break,
From the overplaying same old song.
You fear, you doubt, you cry,
And panic surrounds you well,
Convincing you to finally buy
The feelings that yourself would sell.
You refuse, ignore, deny,
And embrace the remaining halo
Stuffed up with wannafeels of You &I.
Love is nothing but placebo.
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