Emotion Dough

After the exit of the spirit

It’ll be too late for kind words

True feelings hid will remain hidden

After the empty shell only remains,

Don’t you dare hold back, hate fear

Death is final, microphone off in our ears

So say what you want and need now

Before our signals fade out.

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What good does a unknown stored secret present do for its permanently unavailable recipient?

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Good intentions are loose balloons in the sky

Yeah you wanted to tell me but couldn’t hold on to why

So you let go into the air

Now we’ll never know what could have happened your regret here and there

No one cares, the choice made, cards played

Don’t show up with regrets after the casket is carefully and peacefully laid.

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We should speak while we can

Seconds from now we could be erased from the land

What if and what about are hurdles we fear

After the empty shell all chances dry and disappear.