I'm in love with the wrong words
I'm in too deep in the wrong time
So I pin a heart-shaped scar
over my chest and call it mine
The rhythm's half asleep
I'm being left behind
Seeing puzzle pieces of a parallel world
I can't seem to ever find
I want to know what passion is,
I want to make you stay
But I stretch my fingers till they break
and still fail you every day
I'm trying to create a life
Trying to teach you how
to breathe away the pain and
know me and hold me and live for now
But the universe's stars are blinding,
mask the hollows in your eyes
and maybe if we're lucky
we'll end up loving a lie
I'm in love with the wrong words
I'm in too deep in the wrong time
So I pin a heart-shaped scar
over my chest and call it mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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