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The evening is streaming in
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city
I lazily lapse into the silence
Under my little cottage
Resting my chin in my right hand.
I wonder,
Oh how I wonder.
I question,
Though the silence responds,
But with vague answers.
My toes twitch
As my thoughts, dart this way and that.
I know who I am
I know what I want.
Though you say nothing
Thus the uneasy state…
My uneasy state.
What I’m I to believe at this rate?
Are you an acquaintance or my real soul mate?
This far I have come with you by my side
Tell me,
Should I let go, or keep walking with pride?
Signs of pain
Appear on my face
If you were anywhere near me
You’d know I’m in dire need of Amazing grace
That grace that once saved a wretch
The kind I feel like now
I feel so lost
Eager to be found
I am blinded
By your so called ‘love’ I hope that I can see.
The sun sends straight rays
Right through my window
I sense,
Not far from now, I’ll be buried in my pillow.
Eyes wet with tears
Fighting aimlessly all my fears
Sobbing with enthusiasm
Hoping in the end you won’t conclude it for sarcasm.
If you see me
Don’t press me to unburden my mind
Some peace and quiet is what I desire to find
If you have that to give,
Quickly then! Come to my side
And let me fall freely, into your loving arms…open wide.

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