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I am so close to tear but I'm not so close to cry. it isn't meant to last and every fall make it more fast it will die and it will revive after every fall it will survive more stronger in every tear, more warm, in every smile. neverending feeling called love, keep breathing in my rotten core I keep loosing me in her eyes funny how she tries to recall my mind confusion there I caught a chance that I never deserved everything seems meaningless turbolence in me fragile like a scar on my heart pathetic she make me blood everywhere smarter than me further away from me so close to me. From Letras Mania