December 23, 2009
Heart of darkness,
hear my cry.
Send me down,
your reply.
Through the clouds,
and under trees,
I'm in love,
help me please.
Tell me now I'm on my knees.
Does he love me?
Does he care?
He's not here,
and it's not fair.
He does love me.
Now I see.
When he kisses her,
he thinks of me.

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