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Why So Sad?
Why does it feel the last minutes
in this long loping freedom I stride
are the unaccompanied moments spared
without you by my side?
Why is this purgatory for one
who wishes every moment of every hour
be in your arms, two singing, yet
the empty soul is being devoured?
My eyes long for a vision to materialize
in this vexing freedom I abide.
I consume life with lust in this emptiness
until the hour you re-arrive.
Why must every moment we're together
make me realize slow death nears,
as you gently whisper your nothings
into unrelenting, unnerved ugly ears?
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