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a lonely girl, a lost world
an absent look and body curled-
she holds her own in a self embrace,
she shakes as tears fall from her face..
the soft sound of dream-like voices,
the cruel reminder of far off choices..
'i miss you' she whispers to a dark, dark room
'i love you,' she sighs, in a pit of gloom
trapped within the walls of a broken mind,
she dreams of that boy, the one so kind
she wishes she were with him now,
if only someday, someway, somehow...
she'd like to feel his hands warm on her hips,
to feel his soft kiss upon her lips
to feel his touch upon her skin,
to feel his words sink gently in..
'i want you' she sobs, feeling cold inside
'i need you' this she cannot hide...
for deep within her mind she knew
it was him she desired, not you
not you..