i miss you
i can feel it through my bones
your memory clings to my soul
without you my heart moans
i crave you
like a human craves water
my soul pines for you
a silent form of slaughter
i need you
your words are magic
your existence is a dream
the distance is to tragic
i love you
always in my head
forever in your arms
until the day im dead
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