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In the evening when all is still
I think of you
When all the noise that clutters my head is quieted
I think of you
I want you to know that
I need you here right now
I have so much to share with you now
The thought of you is like the gentle breeze that surrounds me now
the breeze that is moving the clouds above me right now
I think of you
From the depths of my soul I long for the warmth of you
Like the sun in the sky it radiated from you
I think of you
How could you possibly know what I think of you
for when I whisper these things there is only the memory of you
I think of you
Like a volcano, anger boils inside me when I think of you
I cant stand it when I think of what took you from me
At times this pain grows like a flame that no one can see
Can you hear me
I think of you
The tears that flow from my eyes are the only things that show an inkling
of the scar that I hide deep within me
it continues to ache in me
I think of you
Would you like to know when
I think of you when there is no soul in sight
It is much easier then,
that's when I cry
My tears flow much more freely then
The pain is unbearable then
I think of you then
I think of you
Do you think of me?

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