aching, burning filled with desires and yearnings crawling ever closer to the dawning
of my life
woe filling me like a sand storm or a foggy river flow
why not turn in my bed and sleep why wake only to reap
what i may have sewn?
cut me deep please make me bleed i no longer need this air i breath
love?
why? have you more need for the tears from my eyes?
back off move away this pain is mine!
just take my soul and leave me to die.
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