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Disguised Craving




/1/
For a freezing night of winter you always cursed at;
A sight you can’t bear to look at;
A soul you can’t help but resist;
A distance you won’t even walk a mile for;
She isn’t worth any 

As the flowers bloom
And the summer air breezing through your room
You praise highly the sunshine
Couldn’t wait to dive in the ocean
Yet you found her as a sour hot lime 
Nothing to cure your sweaty daytime
To you, she just don’t have any rhyme

Between the old cracked vases
where you put your red roses
The crisp of cold
you craved every time your skin is gold
The full moon which you waited
among a galaxy of stars you counted
She is that
She is it
She fits
She is all you need

/2/
As painful as she is burned
As deep as she is buried
As hard as she tries to keep her eyes closed,
she stayed

Fed by your disguised craving,
She consists nothing

Too empty to run
Too empty to be around

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