There is a loneliness in my soul
that thirsts like a madman drowning, reaching, for love, and a heart to match mine, if not a soul. To wrap my arms around. ... There is a loneliness in my soul that thirsts like a madman drowning in water reaching out for that last grasp of air, though he can't breath it with his hand. |
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