

Blurred visionI have feelings that I'm tiredBlurred vision
of explaining this vision is blurry this life is blind If I go on I'm only
tourturing his soul raping his love to be left
and forgotten he says he knows me but does he? The passion is there he's so exotic maybe his love is erotic I can't explain it but it doesn't matter because if I did, I might be left with pain and sorrow I'm raping his soul and I don't mean to I don't ever want to leave I don't ever want to let go please tell me you truely feel the same because I love yo
Come away O' human child to the waters and the wild, with a faery hand in hand, for the world is more full of weeping than you can understand.
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