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What you don’t see when your gone.

Song that helped me… it has only little almost nothing to do with the people involved, situation or what I feel but the rhythm and lyrics soothed and gave me myself some release.
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Skin and Atmosphere by 36crazyfists
Think ill rename my heart, the calendar ‘cause it’ll surely know just when to end.
And I’ve been looking at you through the telephone. As the photograph whispers that she isn’t even home. So alone, I bleed myself right in. unusual here breathing. Inviting the silence. But your not here, you’re nowhere near at all. Just skin and atmosphere. And if it’s not what you wanted. Better get out now. Alone it takes me. Underneath it’ll surely break me. Underneath these things. Twenty –some years my parents let themselves leave. I always swore that would never ever be me. And now your looking at me through a new lense. Your voice on the end dosent understand anything. Nor do I. paper cuts for me. Unusual here breathing. Inviting the silence. But your not here, you’re nowhere near at all. Just skin and atmosphere. And if it’s not what you wanted. Better get out now. Alone it takes me. Underneath it’ll surely break me.
prove me wrong, I want you to prove me wrong.
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And I guess if it’s not what you wanted …you better get out now.

I don’t know about the art itself….
And I don’t really care much about it either
All I know is that once I was able to get this out on paper I seriously did feel better.

And that’s all that matters.
xox

Description
What you don’t see when your gone.

Song that helped me… it has only little almost nothing to do with the people involved, situation or what I feel but the rhythm and lyrics soothed and gave me myself some release.
---------------------
Skin and Atmosphere by 36crazyfists
Think ill rename my heart, the calendar ‘cause it’ll surely know just when to end.
And I’ve been looking at you through the telephone. As the photograph whispers that she isn’t even home. So alone, I bleed myself right in. unusual here breathing. Inviting the silence. But your not here, you’re nowhere near at all. Just skin and atmosphere. And if it’s not what you wanted. Better get out now. Alone it takes me. Underneath it’ll surely break me. Underneath these things. Twenty –some years my parents let themselves leave. I always swore that would never ever be me. And now your looking at me through a new lense. Your voice on the end dosent understand anything. Nor do I. paper cuts for me. Unusual here breathing. Inviting the silence. But your not here, you’re nowhere near at all. Just skin and atmosphere. And if it’s not what you wanted. Better get out now. Alone it takes me. Underneath it’ll surely break me.
prove me wrong, I want you to prove me wrong.
-----------------------
And I guess if it’s not what you wanted …you better get out now.

I don’t know about the art itself….
And I don’t really care much about it either
All I know is that once I was able to get this out on paper I seriously did feel better.

And that’s all that matters.
xox