Absence

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The pain of separation is pain I cannot bare.

It is the spark to ignite madness.

How deeply you've etched your name,

I see you in every shadow,

I hear you in every word,

And in silence is where you appear to torture me.

The wanting, needing, craving for your presence..

The feeling of emptiness cannot be described by words.

Dreams and reality I can differ no more,

Waking up from a nightmare,

Only to find myself in another.

With time I will heal,

But the part of me,

The part that had your mark,

It will die.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 18, 2012 ⏰

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