The burning is intense
But i know i have to hold it in for my own personal pretence...
I can't break down,
I can't let go,
I mustn't let them see...
There's only one thing i can do,
I have to hold it in.
The cracks between the paving stones Look like rivers of flowing veins. Let me flow into the ocean, Let me get back to the sea. Let me be stormy and let me be calm, Let the tide in, and set me free.
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