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Dearest StacyOh dearest;Why am i in so much painA week ago,it was my magnificent love i was expressingHaving you in my life is such a big gainWhy do i feel darkness yet light in youWhy are you so far yet near to meWhat's wrong with usAre we not meant to beJust you and meOr is it the thorns in you my dear roseThat prick my fingers and make me draw myself away from youWhy do i want you so bad in my lifeYet its clear that i am afraidShall i wait for the fear of losing you forever creep awayEven at this moment of our complicationsShall you say that you still love meLike you did five years agoWhen we felt that heat of romance aboardour lives so similar yet differentShall your eyes water up with tearsWhen i walk awayShall you prevent me from leaving you againShall i even allow myself to walk out on youThe pain in my heart has only one remedyEven if i travel far and wideEven if i find another womanEven if she tricks me to slideInto her heartIts only you my loveYou; the remedy of my heart.By Silent tone.©.TONELESS™
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How we observe and how we reflect.
The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.
The facades of a perfect home.
This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.