Let me touch you, for I miss my own life.



Let me hold you. Let me read out loud your heart's wishes, from the tears of your eyes.

Let me feel your warmth, this cold burns me.

Let me touch you and calm the burning storm, a volcano of emotions.

Let me hear your heart, how it whispers my name.

Let me read your bright loving eyes, to forget how ugly this world looks like.

Let me know, if your soul craves for mine.

Let me go deep in you, I think you think of me too.

Let me stop missing you, for the breeze keeps whispering your name into my soul.

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Let me hurt you, so I’ll know it’s real.

Let me hear you, in your silence.

Let me be, for you want me to be.

Let me touch you, for I miss my own life.

Let me.

Let me.

Just.

Let me.

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