I want to be fixed
I want to be put together tenderly
I want to be kissed
Gently, and without regretI want to be loved
I want to be in love
I want to held tight
Wrapped up in the nightI want to see the future
I want to plan for tomorrow
I want to take walks
And not talk to myselfI want
I want
I want
It seems I am not destined to have
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digital dance - poetry
Poesíayoure not alone in the way you scream at a god who hears but does not understand or care to learn