My heart hurts
You were here and yet left
I am alone on a desert
And I feel as though you've performed a theft
Shove me to the abaft of your litany of events
Steal my kisses away
You enter in and out of my life through segments
All the while I pine for you each day
Let the cold rain cleanse my soul
I will always provide the shoulder you cry upon
For you, I want to be complete and whole
So lets make this work, come on
I have subsequently been signing the blues
And just hearing your voice makes me cry
Now, my inner depths of my soul have been left bruised
However, I just can't release my grasp, and say goodbye
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