In touch with feelings so intense,
My wounded heart has no defense;
I find that when I lose control,
It's like therapy to my broken soul.
Tears only flow till the rage is gone,
I should have known this all along;
Your dreams and mine are not the same,
Different face, same old game.
Words spoken in anger come back to haunt,
Leaving the future looking pretty gaunt;
Yet I will survive and keep on trying
To find someone who isn't lying.
When I love, it's with all my heart,
Feelings can tear the soul apart;
Losing control of my emotions will only play
On your thoughts for a single day.
I don't think I love you very much,
I've tried so hard to stay in touch;
And you, who calmly walks away
Will feel the pain yourself one day.
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