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[tamara_russo]

Near death experience

I don't really get why it doesn't really matter,
Why I can't seem to stop myself to break and shatter
It doesn't really matter who we are tomorrow.
To be all right for now, without the "whys" and "Hows",
To realize it's safe, to stop to hold my breath,
To hold on to my nature, to leave the past behind,
Because I don't really get that it's ending very quickly,
I can't see the edge but I feel it's coming near.
A breakthrough is unveiling, with all it's rumbling defiance,
And I can't grasp the firm, cold, handle, closing down the door,
I can not shake the feeling that I was here once before.
It's all a raging river; it's all a burning tree.
Passing through my fingers like it wasn't meant to be.
Hold on to your shorts, girl, a bumpy road ahead,
Be careful where you lay your hand, be careful where to tread.
I don't need to forget it, I don't want to remember
As my night falls on my weakest home anchor.
Without my sight and smell, alone to walk ahead,
To find my silly truth in here or tremble 'til I'm dead.
I never knew what could have been, that's not for someone's knowledge,
But all in all, for what I've been, I've had my share of courage.
So now I listen, simple thought, to try to hear it in the right way,
I don't go out, I don't take crap, but if I'm asked, I'll stay.



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