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I've spent these years walking

Wandered through time and space

But the elusive you I'm stalking

Disappears without a trace

And all the tears I've failed to block

Burn like acid down my face

And I hear the angels talking

As they laugh at my disgrace

I've done all that I am able

To try to elevate your place

But you only hear the fable

Not the truth on which it's based

Life's greatest feast lies on your table

All I want is just a taste

That would hold my spirit stable

And my agonies erased

But my place right now is the corner

And I watch you eat your fill

I beg to let me join you, no fucking strength of will

My shrouded corner ever drafty

Hell does not have this chill

Through the ages I berate myself

When will I ever learn

So I wait upon the answer

Wondering if the world will cease to turn

I thought my request was something simple

But it may be something else

To taste of love worth more to me

Than all the worldly wealth