you suspect my embrace, you say
" it´ll last untill you crack"
but i am the one who holds you back
untill you´ll sail away
and while you spoke i was thinking
"loving is not a matter of dirt or possesion
it´s just an innocent grasp
at the little empty part of your heart
that is not yet occupied by a man"
and while i was thinking i opened my arms
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