What I am to you is not real....

Don't hold yourself like that

You'll hurt your knees

I kissed your mouth and back

But that's all I need

Don't build your world around volcanoes melt you down

What I am to you is not real

What I am to you you do not need

What I am to you is not what you mean to me

You give me miles and miles of mountains

And I'll ask for the sea

Don't throw yourself like that

In front of me

I kissed your mouth your back

Is that all you need?

Don't drag my love around volcanoes melt me down

What I am to you is not real

What I am to you you do not need

What I am to you is not what you mean to me

You give me miles and miles of mountains

And I'll ask what I give to you

Is just what I'm going through

This is nothing new

No no just another phase of finding what I really need

Is what makes me bleed

And like a new disease she's still too young to treat

Like a distant tree

Volcanoes melt me down

She's still too young

I kissed your mouth

You do not need me...

Damien Rice - Volcano

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Waiting for Forgiveness ..

These seconds pass so slowly, days are long and nights are like dark clouds covering my shadow, I want to fly with you, fly through these everlasting hours. Unshaped and like a ghost I haunt you in your dreams, but you must know, I am … real. I will touch every part of you, remember your every breath, freeze the time , just don’t make me disappear. Draw all the pieces of me, shape me into someone you can’t live without, follow my words and the sound of my voice and I will wait, I promise I will wait, for you to forgive me, forgive me for not being next to you.

Forgotten and never remembered ...

Following the roads of love...

Like a passenger, always defeated and left behind, imprisoned by the pain hidden inside of me, with the heart covered in scars of unfulfilled promises, untold secrets, lost and incomplete.. I was following these darkened roads of love. The roads were endless, I feared these roads without borders, without ending, dark, unknown and covered with footsteps of lost hopes. One day, the roads stopped. I was left standing on the edge of the world, brokenhearted looking at oceans, horizons, untouched shores, wishing for sun to come my way to lay it’s flares on my soul. Waiting was long, seemed pointless, meaningless, but.. something woke me up, a touch, a dream of warm lips on mine, soft hands covering my body, kind voice whispering to my ears, beautiful melody, my heart started shivering, I felt you…you… who ever you are, my dream, my poem, my voice, my word… at that moment I knew.. I will follow the shadows you leave behind, fly the o...

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