The rhythmic beats, the powerful silence.
Lost in your self, an enigmatic presence.
Twist of thoughts, weird intuitions.
Some remain those unanswered questions.
Life or death doesn’t matter anymore.
With you I rest, peace engulfs my soul.
Eyes behold the truth I want you to know.
Words fall short of the feeling called love.
Lost in your self, an enigmatic presence.
Twist of thoughts, weird intuitions.
Some remain those unanswered questions.
Life or death doesn’t matter anymore.
With you I rest, peace engulfs my soul.
Eyes behold the truth I want you to know.
Words fall short of the feeling called love.
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