Lost
I am lost in the thought of you,
yet a sadness prevails;
For somewhere in my heart I know this is not to be;
The sweetness of the rose which dies so quickly.
Yet I want us more than I can comprehend.
Oh the fallen angel that I am; My desire for you consumes me.
Emotions gnaw at my bones like a hungry dog.
I get no sleep.
I weep, yet my eyes are dry.
My life is detained to a prison of fatal attraction,
For you are all that I want..
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