The needle of thought stops
The sound of your heartbeat gets heard
The pressure of wind stops
The emptiness of space is felt
The gush of tears stop to flow
You find them pooled in the corner of your mind
The soaring of hope stops
The tearing pain loses ways
All this when everything stops.
When everything stops.
The sound of your heartbeat gets heard
The pressure of wind stops
The emptiness of space is felt
The gush of tears stop to flow
You find them pooled in the corner of your mind
The soaring of hope stops
The tearing pain loses ways
All this when everything stops.
When everything stops.
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