From Love to Exhausting - The Story of This Intangible
Overmars
Thing Between Us
A beginning is a very delicate time, the one and only
Saving my soul and selling the world
Frail like a feather falling down on the ground.
Then my wrists, ruined by handcuffs
But I got used to those wounds, they became familiar
The sting, so sweet and soft in my optic nerves,
Is quite pleasant
The habit is not so bad, not so degrading,
I learn, I learn, I learn, I learn, self-sacrifice
As the harmful crumbling process is set up,
Crawling slowly, blackening the immaculate
White of passion
I walk under the pale light of our dead hearts
Nothing will fan our flame anymore now,
Wxpect what is left behind
The replacement, the solution that keeps me sane
Not as fanciful as our so-called passionate existence
My love is not frantic, it is peaceful, calm, rested and quiet
I'm not guilty for that… am I?
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