The want she needed
She wanted you,
but she needed something else
not for herself though
so she did what she knew best
she let her wishes go
she choose the need
and she did get it
she should be happier-a bit
now that what she needed was here
But let me tell you what she could not bear
her want was slowly turning into a need
the wound she had so hastenly tied
began to bleed
How could she now hold on?
for what was once hers had now gone
How could she demand an exchange?
the want she didn't need was not in her range
Nevertheless she mourns
At full moon , each rain
but all in vain! All in vain!
-sanahir
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