all around
winter is ending
spring is coming
conquering the skies
everywhere you go
you see people with paper hearts
they don't feel
walking up and down the street aimlessly
you are the only one who can feel
all these people's paper hearts
just hasn't broken yet
your heart has just been wounded
inside you're bleeding
your soul is dying
but these people have paper souls
they can't feel for you
they can't show sympathy
you walk down
you bump into me
and finally, you feel again
my heart isn't paper either
both of us stare
and through your reflection
you step into my world
im your reflection
and in this world
people's hearts break
but there is just a person
with a paper heart
that person is you
Sunday, September 2, 2007
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