Beautiful Disease

Beautiful disease that I feel...
You're a beautiful disease that I feel in my skin,
I hear in my veins and hold in my heart.

You're chaos and disaster locked in my chest
That brings such great pain when space keeps us apart.

You're like pins, you're like glass,
But still like medicine that lasts.

How did I live without you before?
How did my heart beat in the past?
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Published: 6/28/2011
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