I am tangled around his soul
he is stuck over materialistic things
We don't belong together for sure
but who'll break the inconspicuous strings
These webbed emotions
are extremely dark
I like to believe
he is mine
coz in the grey
clouds of pain
he surrounded me,
made me shine
Now peace and calm have disappeared
We are left with a carnal fire within
I hunt around in his mind
while he comfortably stays on my skin...
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