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Heart's Lament
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intertwined souls There is a kind horror that misses from my life,
My heart is pained at the absence of this strife.
And it bleeds for a warmish tone of breath,
A brush of skin on a glowing pre-death.
Glittering eyes watching me move,
Love would be nothing that we have to prove.
Except the chance to venture to a cave,
Hands clasped together to make unafraid.
Our blood is filled with unquestioned trust,
And loyalty, pain, compassion and lust.
Now is the time for such emptiness,
When the heart is lonely under such stress.
