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You really don't know

How it grips my frantic heart
Every night that we're apart.
The demons in the dark
and I wake up with a start.

Shaking and alone  
I no longer know your mind
When wishes come undone
and time's no longer kind.

When what you crave is space.
And your words grow scarce and silent
I don't care to know this place
Where demons now grow violent

Are dreams I wove of you.
All that this come to.
As I am with you on the floor
Will you want me when you soar?

Questions lurk round corners
Waiting in the dark.
Questions without answer

And indeed never asked.




Written by sharneindium
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