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Waiting for nothing. A pointless affair. Time's running slowly, I'm beginning not to care.

Never receiving, only gifting and leaving, all my life, this seems hardly fair.

I'm on the edge of the abyss, to the world I hatefully hiss and hiss.

Something tells me once I'm gone, that I'll hardly be missed.

Then she arrives out of the blue, telling me that "I love you."

How can this be? Is it true? I find myself just pulled in towards you.

Gone is the innocence of the past, the time for love and joy has surely passed.

Or so I thought.

But you had faith that this lay deep in my heart, and your love brought me back from the brink.

Your lipstick tints my life and you must surely be mine, we'll be together my love; you colour me like ink.

This fire in my soul calms down as you pour your joy onto the coal.

Never can I be without you now, we must stay together even as we grow old.

So even when I'm slipping away I know deep down that it'll be okay.

Because you are there for me, lighting my life like a hot summer day.

AkulaTHEPoet - 26/6/2016