I didnt know how to feel,
When I didnt talk to you,
Life didnt seem real,
When I didnt talk to you
Nothing in life had class
When I didnt talk to you
I turned my into glass
From there it grew cold, shallow and empty
I didnt talk to no one
That's putting it simply
If I ever talk to you
How would life be
When I didnt talk to you
I couldnt be me

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I can only embrace it, not the fleshy pit that lies on the surface, but the spiritual being she hides from the world.
I yearn for it, I respect it, I accept it, only thing i dont do is control it.

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Sleep awakens thyself to its purest form

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Control over something you do not own is an illusion. What is it that makes control a reality? The ability to get someone to do what you wanted them to do, or the ability to see our own judgements and reacting accordingly. If someone does something for another person, I personally dont believe its control. This is an example of doing something out of kindness, or seeking a reward. The only control we have is the control over self. The ability to see the duality in all situations we involve ourselves in. This is the control we have.

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