Deep within the shallows on my own thoughts i swallow dreaming about love upon my pillow,my own tracks i follow trying to steal a glimpse of tomorrow no feelings i can't borrow no beautiful feathers to gaze a sparrow my lonely thoughts are just sorrow going deep in scenes of horror being alone no joining heart to rock my soul "known to wispers"relaxed yet out of control because in my head the world is cold
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