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What more to say to thee? I've wished, I've wanted, I even cried for more. Inching the way closer to how I want to be is impossible. Devastatingly impossible. Raining my eyes for serious hope and pleasure. And to beg that one day, my knees will be free. Commanding forgiveness everyday. Lying to myself each hour. Your life, every minute. My dream, each second of my life. And the world turns. Grabbing the most innocent words conceived and punishing them to be true. Love? Aching soul, tender heart. My mind seeks for more. I'm begging my soul to be afraid. Love? To take they hand and brush it across my face. To take blessing moments; each of our lives devour another. Suddenly we believe that we too are in love. Suddenly I believe I am the only one. Knowing my prayer forever will not be given. Will not be answered. Will not heal my soul And watching the unbelieveable tarnish developed on your skin, I see you're the lucky one. I see your eyes given to the soul you seek to find. I am hiding. I am waiting. I am here. Breaking the silence, God's silence, with your wonderful tone. Hearing every word you speak. Hearing each sound come from your lips. It hurts to know you do not know. And to punish myself. What have I done? Look what you've done. I relax. I don't breathe. The ebst thing is gone. My love- your love is not there. Is not here with me. I took for granted what hurt so bad. Oh! What hurt so bad. What hurts more than the death it will have. If you don't come; If I don't go. What I would have, never will be. My soul dies, unknowingly...If you'd ever take me with you.



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