Longing
When longing becomes attainment,
And love becomes a dream,
You know your hands are empty,
You stay calm and cannot scream,
Your voices echo inside your heart,
And thoughts wander here and there,
You ignore yourself, and scold too,
But nothing then affects you...
And love becomes a dream,
You know your hands are empty,
You stay calm and cannot scream,
Your voices echo inside your heart,
And thoughts wander here and there,
You ignore yourself, and scold too,
But nothing then affects you...
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