Dawn again,
novel day of the century...
I await your return
for over a millennium...
I squeeze the longing in my chest,
my intimate decomposes
the soul thinks
my heart drowns me...
food getting cold
your reheated steak...
I call your name,
despair resigned...
You don't come, neither
send message...
My insides turned...
I realize you don't feel desires,
and you're not hungry!...
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