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I crave your touch,
I crave your warmth.
I don't ask for much,
It's like you're the light and I'm the moth.
You left too early,
You left me heartbroken.
You were taken to quickly,
And now my heart won't open.
When you laid on that bed,
I couldn't look at you.
I was afraid,
I swear that's the truth.
At least when you're gone,
You would be at peace,
But I'm not too fond,
Of that idea really.

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