i cede
to this longing deep inside
to the fire in your eyes
to the future i cannot see
to the ending of the lies
i cede
to the knowledge of the future
barren and despairing
falling and rising
rising and falling
i cede
to the power you possess
with just one glance
to over you obsess
as if in a trance
feeling your caress
i cede, i cede, i cede
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