Every time I talk about you
I feel breathless and I don't know
what it is?
and sometimes I think I'm fine
thinking about what's best for me
br/>I forget the world that
breathes
when you are near me.
Every time I talk about you
I have a lump in my throat and I know
what it is ?
this cursed
suggestion
that makes us change our mood
that mistreats us like a
to make us love.
Soul.
In this is there life? need
more? soul
to bear what
there is? around
the soul that I left between
your hands
so as not to have every day
the same
the soul that too many times
you put under the feet
the soul that I bring out when
you don't believe me
the soul that sometimes makes you
think
even if you feel like
letting you go.
And sometimes I think I'm fine
thinking about what's best for me
I forget the world that
breathes
to have you close.< br/>Soul.
In this life there is? need
more? soul
to bear what
there is? around
the soul that I left between
your hands
so as not to have every day
the same
the soul that too many times
you put under the feet
the soul that I bring out when
you don't believe me
the soul that sometimes makes you
think
even if you feel like
anima.htm let yourself go

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