viv ...

What if you are not here
your presence is still transparent...
you beat in my heart
you exist in my mind
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took my pen and started to write
words in my mind began to fight
opened my eyes and looked all around
a few I couldn't, a few things I found
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Something dwells in my soul as a fervent passion
You still invade my thoughts in an incessant fashion
And everytime I perceive my desires, I MISS YOU
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The wounds have healed now
there is no sign of pain
A breakfree through the deceased rust
but the scars will forever remain.
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I live down the memory lane
where grief dwells in a shattered heart
constructed aloof, by deceived stones
it is battled into lifeless parts.
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i hate my hands
because i can't find yours
held in tight..
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I’ve pictured this so many times
We meet, and I tear your world apart
I make you feel miserable
This hate is still burning my heart
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