versuri 09 - japanese gum

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it seems so strange
seasons are always in the middle of my thoughts
friday was the day. finally i’ve found a sweet repair
so amazed and bodyless…
floating on an ethereal bubble…
i lose myself in you

fragile words that don’t stop to buzz in my head
lost between the fear of your miss
and the awareness to be understood

soft touches are making me chill
preparing myself to p-ssover, ill

dried by the absence, i look for a new place
where to carve your name
the beauty of a smile that i thought could not exist
makes me feel like i’m not alone

- versuri japanese gum

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