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3am
Unknowingly
You creep into my thoughts
Like a bad disease without a cure
Nothing left to do
But accept or let it slip away
Or harbour and indulge if I may
Mad frustrations
Superceded with a fascinating countenance
I myself couldn’t understand
Oh, when I’m near you
It makes me bite my fingers through
And I breathe in too deep
So here I go
Like a superimposed thought
On top of me
I've never been so frantically
See-through-head before
Like a fish caught in a line
Without even layin’ bait of any kind
Like a fragrance so sweet
Yet darkly inhabitating my body
Strange how two worlds collide
Without you here
I never shed a tear
Oh, I have never lied like this before
Nowhere else to go
Solitary stroll along the road
Will someone share a ride
I don’t know
Like a fish caught in a line
Without even layin’ bait of any kind
Like a fragrance so sweet
Yet darkly inhabitating my body
Strange how two worlds collide
Oh, where could I hide?
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