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The tears begin to fall...

I want to be held.
I want to feel your lips.
Feel you.

Pure lust

What a sin.
What a desire...

I sit there, it's all a dream

I want something more.
Something that will sweep me off of my feet.
Something that will give me that illusion that everything is alright.

You're in my head.
You're my one desire.
You're my largest wound.

Soon to be a scar..

I want to be rid of you
I want you out of my head.

I want every part of you at the same time..

Finding a way to show it is my downfall.

I fear to tell you.
I fear the painful truth.
I fear our blossoming friendship will fall.

The tears won't stop..

I want what I can't have.
My naivatae tells me I can have you yet.

It's only a dream..
I want to awake
I want to end the tears.

End it all


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