I yearn for the things that I want,
I am seperate from the things I cannot have.
I am divided from the things that I need,
I am distant from the things I desire.
I crave the passion I cannot have,
I lust for the emotion I cannot feel.
I reach out for the things I cannot touch,
I die for the untold truth I cannot tell.
The screams of pain that no one can hear.
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