Vulnerable and true.
I’m lost
Without you
A hollow rush, pleading
Vulnerable and true
Grasping for your touch
Comforted only, by solitude
A faithful friend
A hand I must
Embrace, once again
I’m quieted, sorrow-filled
Thrown against a sea
Of painted clouds
Of images reflecting
Two forms once entwined perfectly
I close my eyes to you
My legs throb in agony
As I run away madly
From everything I once knew
To forget, to feel
To scream, to steal
The smallest glimpse
Of two
I’m lost
Without you
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