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07.06.2009
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Are his fingers more knowing,
Do his eyes read your mind,
Does his dream lift you higher,
Tell me - what do you find?
Is his touch more adoring,
Does his thought deeper dwell,
Is he blissful as heaven -
While I’m ruthless as hell?
Does my warmth make you shake
With heartbreaking disgust,
Is it that you despise
My soul, long robbed of trust?
Does his love make you strong
While all mine gives is pain?
Is he always innocent?
Am I always to blame?
I have so much to say,
But my words fail to sound
I won’t beg you to stay –
Someday you’ll come around…
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