He stands up and reality weighs down on his shoulders.
Don't you know even blue eyes don't speak the truth?
Each breath dizzies him, each heartbeat his soul smothers.
Has no one told you pining sorrow steals your youth?

Do not talk to me while I'm dying, not alone but lonely.
He's too sick to look for a cure, too early is the sunset.
And I love you, and I love you, because you're happy.
A jaded gaze is no mystery, a ghost of beauty no secret.

It's at dark of night that I see my pain without disguise.
One day you'll fall, and believe loneliness is forever.
I pray that his lips meet mine so that he may exorcise
The demon that tortures us both, drawing us together.

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AN: This could be longer, but I feel it's good like this . . . too many
words would diminish the meaning and I've been feeling extremely lonely
lately. . . I know this is confusing, but let your imagination run wide and
you'll figure something out, lol ;).

Love,

Mia