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Cuando?
The air is so light on my ears
caressing my love for my fears
the salt burns as it makes up my tears
as I yearn for contemplation for years.
The words you speak are vile
as I sit on the stairs all the while
you talk and you fuss
fight and cuss
the heat from my anger is apparent
you are certainly transparent
I don't need you any more
so please walk out the door
I can't say why
but I can't say this,
I'll say it in spanish
¿Cuándo me sobra el dolor de corazón?
caressing my love for my fears
the salt burns as it makes up my tears
as I yearn for contemplation for years.
The words you speak are vile
as I sit on the stairs all the while
you talk and you fuss
fight and cuss
the heat from my anger is apparent
you are certainly transparent
I don't need you any more
so please walk out the door
I can't say why
but I can't say this,
I'll say it in spanish
¿Cuándo me sobra el dolor de corazón?
Published 3rd Jul 2013
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