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What I imagine
From the images I see of you,
Are in no way rooted in reality.
Fallacies of the mind
Mine diamonds out of pressurized coal
So cold, the deeper I seem to dig
For you.
Miss, whatever you wanna call yourself
I call you whenever I feel the urge.
You don't pick up..
I feel the need to purge
You from my heart,
My sanity seems to cling to the hopes
for your requited love.
Why hello love.
Is there room for another?
Is that spot reserved for another brother?
Well I'll wait for you here at your
doorsteps impatiently
Just... wait and see,
Darling.
