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Created on: April 15, 2009
I woke up today and felt alone,
A boat with out a sail, a body without life.
I got up, but wanted to go back
Tired of looking around at all this strife.
Couldn't wait to hear your voice,
To feel your loving touch,
To look into your eyes,
Needing you with me so much.
Sometimes I ask what must I do?
There is so much lost pride
Sometimes I hate what is left of me
Always far away, trying to hide.
But in my dreams we are happy
In reality, I choose the illusion
That one day you would want me
To be part of my confusion.
So then I go to sleep
Because it's easier to lie
When the night is approaching,
It's harder not to cry.
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