MY STORY
I can tell you, how it feels When your eyes don't blink Your heart doesn't beat Your soul doesn't comfort your body. Cz I am the great victim of it I am the victim of loneliness That loneliness makes me unconscious That unconscious blow my mind. My mind that was full of your clothes My mind that was full of your lipsticks My mind that was full of your pointed shoes My mind that was made up of your 36-24-36 figured body. Body with curves Body with edges Really now my mind denies But heartbeat raise Raise that your smell is only the scent that I want to smell Your taste is only the taste that I want to taste Your body is only the one that is not fade Fade from my veins Fade from my artery Fade from my heart. I can tell you, how it feels When you are crawling like a man, who has no hands and legs But voice like there is nothing Nothing is in your heart Nothing is going wrong with your brain. I can tell you how it feels When you are crying in t...