Something stirs in my thoughts.
A layer of fog covers my mind.
Gloss fills my eyes.
My hands feel numb.
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It has been eons since we've met.
We have each grown a little older and wiser.
We have traveled through various hearts and many losses,
but we still yearn for a gentle peck.
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Ever wonder what is actually real.
What could be the reason we feel.
Why do we sometimes not understand
and what reason is there to always stay on land.
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I could feel the Hole in my chest.
There is now one less to carry on your family crest.
How i wished this time would never come.
No one was here to stop your heart from giving the final drum.
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I take it back,
saying love hurts the most.
A dying heart
and tears of blood.
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Empty messages.
Eyes spilling over with tears.
Fingers set to a purpose.
Mouths turning to familiar positions.
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I am now a lonesome being,
waiting.
Waiting for forever to arrive.
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Ragged edges.
They hurt when you touch them.
Drawing drips of blood on impact.
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