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Yearning
Yearning
Yearning
Oblivious of me
Too blind to see.
Ignored and turned,
Tortured and scorned.
Heavy it is,
For i am less.
Til dusk to dawn
Smirked and frowned.
Past one am thy sleep
To ride this trip.
So sad and gloomy of me.
Await a text from u for me.
It never came, it never was.
My heart was bruised and slashed.
And so be it, will always will.
This pain so big it always swell.
Will never leave nor will it cleave.
So let it be and so be it.
BLITZ