When your happy
You go further than a mile.
When your sad
You see not even a smile.
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My blood spills for passion
And my skin longs for your touch
In this love never taken.
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Why write
When there are no words to spill.
Why think when all this life
Death is the will.
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The voice that calls
Through rain and sun,
Through dark and light
Is a voice that summons.
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Not even a hand was held
In times when sorrow was felt.
Not even a touch was felt
When storms compelled.
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If only a diamond could speak
How it glitters and how it shines.
And not just wait for a man to see
And tell how its beauty, so divine.
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The temptation of turning into
The dwelling of a sin,
You resist, yet, after a while
You still dwell in it.
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My grandfather,
You’re my only grandfather.
Never have I known
Any other.
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There’s just one thing
In this life
I cannot stop.
How will I stop it?
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The heart that numbs through the time that waits
Is a heart that longs and aches in fate.
To hear no more of the love that’s felt
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