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The tears burn.  That's a sign of loss.

I can?t breathe.  That's a sign of separation.

My heart has slowed due to the pain within.

My mind is searching for the recreation.



My hand trembles.  That's my need to be held.

My sobs increase.  That's my need for your voice.

My face twists as my vision disappears,

Wondering if I made the right choice.



A scarred arm.  Those are scars of loves I've lost.

Here's another to remind me of the pain I caused.

Will I ever learn that love is not for me?

Will I ever allow myself to be happy?



Though the weather's warm, the winter came too soon.

I realize as I feel my heart glazed with ice.

As I slink back to the shadows I came from,

Being near him would be so nice.



But the option was made, and now I can?t turn back,

As I smile so sadly with the dying sun.

The darkness creeps forth, secluding my eyes,

And why I'll never find my "one".



So twinkle, twinkle little star,

Just beyond the clouds so far.

Hidden from my sight, as a wish I make,

And as the sun sets, my wish does it take.



Just out of my reach.  

Just out of my sight.

Just out of my mind?



-Morbid Seraphim