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I am lost, I need you,

I wish you were here, I'd be with you,

I love your step, you are unique,

Now where are you? I miss you my dear sweet.



I see you walk up, my heart just pounds,

you come over, wearing a great big frown,

I ask what's wrong, all you do is shake your head,

I get up toward you, hoping that no one is dead.



You lunge toward me, almost took me down,

You laugh and say "nothing", now there is no frown,

I feel loved, and so mighty,

for I was her light, in this dark night.



We converse and laugh, all random things,

until she says, she needs to leave,

I pleed no, but she says yes,

I beg and watch, she fades away.



Now deep sorrow, my love has gone,

I wish she would stay, just a bit long,

I need her now, for I am down,

Descending to depths, unkown to man.



Hell awaits, as I reach for the hand,

the hand that retreats, for it has another man,

I mourn this loss, with intent to die,

I see her again, All I can do is cry. . .