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He sings his needs

Come down, to me

Don't pull away

Today is all I need

For now


I need to feel

Something real

I can't taste the urge
is it there

At all?


He is wondering where

I am

Gone? My unanswered

question

hanging in the

swirling air



My mind takes me

away

to think too much

to feel nothing



Lies are bubbling

At my twitching

Tip of a tongue

I flinch

And back away



Too much, too deep

Too wrong, you see

Nothing

I can't feel


I'm sorry





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