Two Worlds
Pressing on my chest with a suffocating force.
Burning eyes, under firey skies, throat tight and coarse.
Melodies slipping, through the scars on my skin
A melancholy heartache from the worry within.
Two Worlds
Colliding as we finally touch,
But why does crying hurt so much?
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