Our Love

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Means nothing now

We are adults in this world

There is no room for pain or complaint

Yet

I can't help but wonder

As I look down the cold, empty road

Stretching so endlessly into the dark

My suffering is unstoppable

In comparison to what I have done to him

I am running

And I think you can feel the anger

And you can understand that I want to be alone

As I leap across buildings against the black of night

As the moon takes its rise above the sky

So it is I who will run away from these feelings

And I am better alone

I am singing and loving myself in this dark piece of night

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