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Do you ever think of me?


We sit
Under the same moon
Viewing the same stars
I'm here...your there
Our only comfort is
Being wrapped in these words
Alone


We sit
So close...so far
Searching, wishing for something
Something real
Something to fill the void
Of all these meaningless lyric's
There must be something


Someone
I'm longing for the
Strength of your arm's
Your hand's
That would never hurt me
To hold me so close


I'm cold...you?
There is no comfort tonight
Under this moon
Beneath these stars
We sit, viewing
Heavy in thoughts


Lonely
You and I
I wonder do you ever
Think of me?

Written by Italian Angel


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