Wants and desires crash in my head
What I need can't grasp in my hands
This is no longing of a pining heart
This is no soul lost in painful thoughts
Down through the dark alley you see a path
Path through thick wilted memories we shared
Humming in meloncholic tunes it lurks
The sound of a silenced sultry solitude.
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