How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget.. you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes
Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of hope
So while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me

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                                        Watching the days burning out like a cigarette
                                                                     Just a few drags to go.
                                                                          You built me up
                                                                 And you broke me down
                                                                              Somehow

Dance is a song of the body

                                  Either of joy or pain. 

           I love piercings (L)