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Stronger


Lips tight, head bowed, I roll my body away praying to be found.

I leave thy arms and kiss thy lips.

As soft as a whisper in the shadows of the sky,

I lost your face.

You weren't there, because you went away.

I thought I lost you when I found me.

You were never real.

You just wanted to be.

You wanted to be the one who pulled me away from the aching pain.

I wanted to feel the warmth of your arms wrapped around me.

You lost me when I found you.

Our love was real.

But were you?

I kiss thy eyes.

And wipe thy lips.

Only to met by a mounting shadow into abyss.

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