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A yearning

Overwhelmingly strong

Languishing

As for your presence I long

 

An ache

Benumbing my senses

Losing grip on time

Merging are all tenses

 

An agonizing

Distance, growing slowly

A desire to follow

Where hints of your shadow be

 

Yet this

Bittersweet anguish

Strangely, but truly

Sets me free

 

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4 Comments

  1. nice notes

  2. Pretty stuff. I’m assuming you’re in a ldr?


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