i hate the feeling of virtigo
the spinning smothering feeling that wont stop.
everything is a memories and memories consist of blood.
I hate the feeling of dreams
the ones you know you cant accomplish
the ones you dont know why you dreamnt in the first place
i hate the feeling of the past
it haunts my sleep and wake
reminding me that i wasnt always this person
I hate the feeling of love
the sticky warmth that hangs in the air after kisses
and melts the world.
Sometimes its like suffocating
the spinning smothering feeling that wont stop.
everything is a memories and memories consist of blood.
I hate the feeling of dreams
the ones you know you cant accomplish
the ones you dont know why you dreamnt in the first place
i hate the feeling of the past
it haunts my sleep and wake
reminding me that i wasnt always this person
I hate the feeling of love
the sticky warmth that hangs in the air after kisses
and melts the world.
Sometimes its like suffocating



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