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Lonely

I thirst for an elixir I have never yet tasted

That addictive honeyed wine

I hear them speak of in whispers and giggles

Boasting of their stolen sips

Like Champagne, they say, it bubbles inside

And they count their kisses

Like trinkets on a bracelet

I hunger for something unknown

To satisfy this aching inside me

This hollowness that leaves no room for bubbles

And tears slip down my cheeks, nose, lips,

I am crying for nothing

For I don't know what I may be missing

Or if I would miss it if it was taken away,

Only the emptiness of it never being there

To tell me I'm not alone.