And all the while we wait, we waste
and there is nothing I can do about it
some dreams have turned to powder and falls like talcum
and some have burned out while others are trying to claw after reality
I think I want to dance on a double bladed sword of love
heart are bleeding all over the world
I'm aching to be healed, maybe to be loved or touched again
of me and you; passing through the universe
why choose to turn my moon grow into a charcoal that looks like my darkness
only this one is not for me
I wait no more
thank you
love
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