My pen is bleeding
on the paper,
As love is bleeding
in my heart,
These words are bare
truth,
So sing them to your
music,
And play this music
on my trembling soul strings,
In case you manage
not to tear them, I'm yours.
And if you ever find
the answers
To questions I have
never asked,
Will you tell me
lies
And always keep
denying
You know where I
have buried all my dreams,
When I'm not likely
to remember it myself?
If I'm afraid to
live tomorrow,
And only you can
turn back time,
Just tell me, will
you try
Until one day I ask
you
To simply kill me
with your own gentle hands,
But not the weapon
of indifference you choose.
I only try to be
sincere
When lose the sense
of self-control,
But why not do the
same,
Let's be alone
together,
And, please, forgive
me for this weakness of one day,
Once I have promised
you I'll shield you all the time.
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