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One game that I won't play
Frozen phone lines missing March
Blessed sound asleep
It's a tragedy, I feel it is the misery
That keeps me coming home
And lusting is proof that love has never touched these bones
Holding on to what was never real
I am letting go
Beneath a window, bought by your life
Lies a body wishing to become real
Another game I won't play
Spilling my heart simply in my head
When we both know we are back and forth
Love is not a feeling, it is movement
You move
But what if I were to move?
Would I surprise the purest white we underline to breathe alive?
Am I missing love?
I write this to you in the A.M.
Wasting, still breathing, but dying
Am I missing love?
Frozen phone lines missing March
Blessed sound asleep
It's a tragedy, I feel it is the misery
That keeps me coming home
And lusting is proof that love has never touched these bones
Holding on to what was never real
I am letting go
Beneath a window, bought by your life
Lies a body wishing to become real
Another game I won't play
Spilling my heart simply in my head
When we both know we are back and forth
Love is not a feeling, it is movement
You move
But what if I were to move?
Would I surprise the purest white we underline to breathe alive?
Am I missing love?
I write this to you in the A.M.
Wasting, still breathing, but dying
Am I missing love?
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Submitted by
mellow_harsher On Jun 10, 2006
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