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Separated
It took the death of hope
Of the hopes of many others
To make you realize that
I'm dead
Cold alone
And waiting in my
Coffin
The light can't shine through,
And the moon is not out
Blood is leaking
From my soul,
Not broken or wasted
But torn
See me
Here
I'm here only
For you
To give you lots
And lots
Of well deserved love
I'm dead,
A walking corpse
But still we love each other
From a distance
separated
By a veil of desperation
And torment,
separated by our very
Own love.
Of the hopes of many others
To make you realize that
I'm dead
Cold alone
And waiting in my
Coffin
The light can't shine through,
And the moon is not out
Blood is leaking
From my soul,
Not broken or wasted
But torn
See me
Here
I'm here only
For you
To give you lots
And lots
Of well deserved love
I'm dead,
A walking corpse
But still we love each other
From a distance
separated
By a veil of desperation
And torment,
separated by our very
Own love.
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