Why do you build me up?
Red blood runs through my veins.
Slam the door,
Red turns black stuck in its track.
Taste and smell,
The linger upon the walls.
Touch and feel,
My heart break,
with each step,
I take.
Wheres is a box?
Where I can keep safe?
Just away for a while,
Till the world stops spinnin this way.
Where i can look in all direction,
and know which way is up and down.
So, I can find my way bak to you.
Dislocated Heart
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