i feel so empty
when you cry
in the dark.
i feel so sensual
when your words
leave a mark.
i feel so lonely
when the clock
strikes night.
i feel so high
when you taunt on my strings
on the end of the kite.
i feel so darkened
like a long alley way
i feel speechless
when there's nothing so say.
i'll guess i'll leave
make my way to the door
better not to say....
nothing more.

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