I came into conclusion,
you are my heart's prison
and I am your shadow
with a rythm that hollows.
But I was just daydreaming
nor your heart is appealing,
that this paradise creation
was a vivid imagination.
I slomped at the floor
realizing I couldn't have more.
I am deemed to be broken
my heart for you has fallen.
Each day I think of you.
Each night, was something I always do
to cry your name in the sky
like rain, my heart is thirsty and dry.
I need your kiss, your voice, embrace;
its haunting me, I'm afraid to face.
would you be real, would you be mine?
would you turn my world again for one last time.
-V-
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