domingo

enche o ouvido.


Here, you focus
So I can see your faces
The eyes are wrong

How will I know if it's working right?

Light confuses
The tiny isles of bruises
The mangled lines
I see the signs of aging

But if I try to feel at all I am deceived
My mind's affected
It's empty now
As I lay down
I feel alright
My heart is racing

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