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| I'm just trying to confess, I have no will to sustain, This love for you, With none in return, Questioning the life I now lead, With no certain road upon, Driving in this desert, With no sustenance to live on, This drought of love, Killing me, With no words from my mouth, The pain, So empty feeling, Alone, Deserted as on the road I travel, Please, If you dare to try, Capture me from me, But this task not taken, For why I have no answer, Such as life too, But maybe you, Question you, But not my love for you, For it is true, And forever, Complete, And not deserted, Keeping me company on my journey, Traveling for life, And for you. |
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