obsessed

What a strong lyrics creation this is. Me thinks, art in it’s different forms and styles and genres is always based on pain, suffering and desparation. This small and tiny poem tells the complete story. And it speaks to my heart like it will speak to everyones heart that had to suffer or that was in painful circumstances.
There are wounded souls and bleeding hearts all around us…but we don’t see it. We see only the outside, a polished polished polished surface. Inside there is an empty lonely bleeding heart which is crying for help.

H E L P !

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