It started with nothing

Just an infatuation turned into obsession

Roaming around searching for you

Each face is far enough to be you

Twisted thoughts and memories linger

Like a fire burning in a thunderstorm

My light is dying

Won’t you come around and share some of yours?

I’ve been waiting

Won’t you turn around to hear the noise?

Your voice is precious

Every word you say is heard

The movement of your hands

Our bodies dancing as one

Watching you sing

Filling this empty room with your melodies

Trapped into cold oblivion

I suffer

Heartache after heartache

I wait for this to end

Your death is eternal bliss


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