Misery

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So now you think,

We are better left untouched.

This whole picture,

Painted without colour on the brush,

A lifetime of wishes

A fountain full of coins,

Nothing compares to the pain I feel.

A thousand needles driven into my soul,

As I tell you to please hold on.

I beg you not to forget me,

Washed away like a bottle in the sea.

All my life, all I dreamed was to be completed by you.

Now I seek you out, I hide in your dreams,

Taunting you to come and play with me.

As you try and push me from your mind, all you will see are my eyes.

Burning brightly inside your head, I’m just misery, craving your company.

 

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