All the accidents that happen
follow the dot
coincidence only makes sense
only with you
you don't have to speak
I feel
all that no-one sees you see
what's inside of me
every nerve that hurts you heal
deep inside of me
you don't have to speak
I feel
emotional
landscapes
they puzzle me
confuse
then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to
this state of emergency...
...how beautiful to be!
...state of emergency...
...is where I want to be!
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