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I would walk a thousand miles just to see your face...

But when I get there, all I find is a desolate prison...

Trapped within my heart, I would search forever and more...

Through the deepest pits of darkness, just to touch your hand...

Would you deny my tear-polluted eyes?

All I have left is the memory of your smell on my pillow...

The sweetness left on my lips from your last kiss...

Could anything be more delightful than your caress?

I would dream of dancing within your eyes...

Just to be left behind in some mutilated desire...

Taken apart by your smile against my cries...

Lost forever in the forgotten desert of your glance...

This, is how I feel.

This, is what I am.

This, is why I cry.